60km with apples

Apples, apples, apples and more apples; this valley is stuffed with them. I know this because today I cycled 60km (it sounds so much more exciting than 40 miles) and not a metre passed without apples. Here is an apple honesty stand being inspected carefully by Mrs BrB before splashing out on two apples. They were FANTASTIC.

It was downhill, so we barely deserved the ice-creams. Or the prosecco. By crickey I'm tired now though.