Last night I fitted my freshly received mudguards as I was fed up with getting water and shite in my face, mouth, eyes, feet etc when pedalling. When I pull back the curtains this morning the sky is blue and the barometer is pointing on 'dry'. Hey ho.
I had a nice, if painful in places, pedal out to Chepstow and back along some of the B and C roads. Thought I should probably take a photo of the Oil Seed rape in bloom, as the smell pervades the route. Always a reminder of this time of year.
Sweaty cyclist out of shot, you'll be thankful for.
