Bob having a rest

I made an error yesterday. It isn't Big Bob, it's Old Bob. Old Bob, New Bob, Big Bob.... it's all too complicated so I'll stick to Bob :-)

My morning started with a small thrashing in the lounge, courtesy of the fiendish programme designed for things mountain. Then a very a cursory job of domestics. With things looking more promising outisde, it seemed like a good idea to take Bob out on our official first date.

We spent 2 1/2 hours in the Waimak/McLeans Island area getting to know each other. After a couple of seat adjustments we started to get along nicely.

Up and down stop banks, negotiating gates, narrow paths, cruising flat parts.... We've decided we'll see each again :-) And now I have more familiarity with Bob we'll head for the hills on our next date.

Bob's not having an inside sleep over like yesterday. His tyres are dirty and he's hanging from his hook in the cold garage tonight.