Thought I’d managed to weasel out of doing this but Neil’s got this ability to completely ignore what I say and shame me into doing stuff (always exercise) that I don’t want to do.
Drove to Smythesdale (cakeless) and cycled from there to Linton (caramel slice in glad wrap but better than nothing).
The rail trail was great – a bit eroded in parts due to flooding but still do-able. Another beautiful day, cycling through avenues of autumnal trees and clouds of butterflies.
Coming back we had the wind against us which was a bit of a struggle but all in all, a lovely way to spend a few hours.