I’m not very imaginative with my cycle rides – at least, the ones from home that I fit in before or after work during the week.
They are all within the same fifteen mile radius with innumerable variations; some off-road, some on road, some circular, some there-and-backs, some figures of eight, some routes reminiscent of tangled knitting wool, some no-hands practice, some little hills several times. Continue reading “Ferry good cider”