Bones

Meet Bones. He came to stay temporarily so I could practise bile riding before a holiday that incorporated this dubious activity. They say you never forget how to ride a bike and it turns out to be true. Bones & I took a shine to each other, but he needed some repairs. He's back today & we managed our first 5km together. By July next year I aim to be able to ride him over to Holme Moss (about 20 miles) to see the Tour de France. I just hope his owner doesn't need him home before then :-)