Aloft

I had no idea he was doing this. I was just pointing the camera on my phone backwards over my shoulder in his direction as I rode ahead of him at that point.

So, layered up and out by eight in four degrees for thirty eight miles of extremely filthy riding on the country roads of Midlothian. He made the coffee while I hosed the bikes down on our return and now, after a quick hose down myself and a launder of the cycling clobber the rest of the day is spread before me. Hmm,  a new album to listen to I see :-)

Summat Off The New Album