After 7 weeks of heavy rain and high winds, the sun finally came out this morning. I wanted to jump on my bike and go. First though I wanted to look at the nearby fields, pond and ancient woodland. It is as if our bad weather had never happened. Ok, the ground is wet but everywhere nature is blooming. Primroses are about to blossom, bluebell plants are growing and frogspawn is in abundance. Moreover the birds are thriving with their singing pitted against each other
Cycling since Xmas has meant either a soaking or being blown about by the wind. Sometimes it was both. Always my feet and hands were really cold. I gave up 2 weeks ago until today. My ride today was nothing special except that the weather was delightful and I was in the saddle again.
