Tweedvale

Stew and I went for an ad-hoc bikeride this morning (sorry Emilio if you're watching, it was a bit last-minute).

Stew was on tight timelines so we did the red route at Glentress. It was -8C at the carpark and I don't believe it was any warmer anywhere else. Stew's gears were frozen and so were my forks - so a little bit challenging.

Regardless of the cold, it was absolutely gorgeous. We got there at about 930 when the mist was just lifting and by the time we got to the top the view was pretty great.

My feet didn't thaw until I got into the hub, and then they were sore - really sore. I think I need different shoes.