There is something nice about every ride and that is they are all adventures. Small or large doesn’t matter, but they all have a tale to tell.

Today has had loads of lovely little things. There was the suicidal rabbit this morning which ran between my wheels and scared me for a moment. There was the police sniffer pups in training which were a lot of fun. The gentle ride along the canal, the little kids with the ducks and the narrow boats. Me getting hopelessly lost in Kendal with its one way system. The train crossing, never ridden over one of those before. And the headwind on the way home, causing huge white horses on Windermere making it resemble the sea more than a lake.

So while I wait for my dinner in Ambleside I sit enjoying the sun looking forward to the ride home…