..well, it felt like it.
9.00pm decided to go for a ride. Walked into the garage in the clothes I was wearing (shorts and t-shirt), pulled on a pair of shoes, grabbed the rigid SS and rode off.
No plan where I was going, no water, no spares, no pack, no gloves, no cycle specific clothing. I just rode.
I rode with no distractions, it felt like being 13 years old again. I pootled around local trails, saw amazing sunset, watched fishermen casting for salmon in the Tweed (unsuccessfully) and a Heron fishing (successfully). I stopped to chat to dog walkers and sat on a few benches. I didn’t get frustrated trying to photograph the perfect sunset as I hadn’t taken my phone.
It was the most relaxing and enjoyable ride I’ve had in ages. It felt like being a kid when you just grabbed your bike and went. No planning, driving or complications. No fancy bike technology where you are thinking about sag, pressures or overdue services. Just riding a bike.
This has unintentionally started to sound like a column in the magazine but I like to share it. Perhaps other people on here get so caught up in everything else they may have forgotten about the simple pleasure of riding a bike, I reckon I maybe had.