Outside Dad's old house

Still with the cycling theme here as I think it may occupy most of my "free" time up until I do this Charity Bike ride (eeeeek). I cycled to my Dad's old house a round trip of just over 14 miles. Lovely on the way there, all downhill but not so great on the return journey. Dad lived until he married my Mum.

Its very blurry - I was probably shaking from either:

a) too much exertion
b) shivering!