False commute 2

Decided to cycle up the road to meet Steven on his way back from work. Met him about halfway and had a pleasant ride back catching up on our day. Until it got to the point where I realised there was no way I'd keep up with him on the first hill back onto Burray.

To save me admitting defeat I told him to go on as I wanted to stop and take some pictures for my blip (Now there's a handy excuse). The photographic results were less than stunning but if you look closely in the pic you might just be able to see the yellow jersey crossing the barrier.