I'm not getting out as much as I ought (and want) to this month. Still, that's just the way things go sometimes. At least today both my tyres and phone lasted the course. Plus I met artist Paul Cutts and had an interesting chat.
Said hello to some sheep and their lambs. But the bloody iPhone has failed me for the second day running, so no proper record of my ride. I'm getting fed up with this - maybe Apple isn't so great after all?
Sod's law: picked up the mountain bike after it's annual service and decided to take the scenic route home. So, all my usual back-up gear left behind (pump, repair kit, spare inner tube - that sort of thing). And what do I get? A puncture. Another long walk home, ironically from the same place as last year.