Random pushbike jabbering and gesticulation

[hirez]

On a whim... Well, not so much a whim as a... I'm not quite sure. What order does it go in? Whim, lark ... something or other ... adventure, expedition, campaign?

Anyway. Not a whim because I stuffed clothing in a backpack and stashed multitool, spare tube and CO2 inflator in the saddlebag last night. I was also fully aware that the weather was likely going to be unpleasant in the morning.

So. Cold, sporadic rain and a headwind. Still circa five minutes quicker on the Nice Bike. It's squirmy as a squirmy thing over wet manpersonhole covers, but I was going to swap out the tyres for something kevlar-lined and grippy anyway.

The grotty weather seemed to have put most people off, but the only bloke to come past made a great show of leaning on his aero-bars and time-trialling into the distance.

I'll probably get a fresh cold tomorrow and be relegated to the septic cattle cars again.