A sunny day today, and good for a ride, but, chastened by Dave's mishap, I thought I'd give the Surrey Hills a miss. Instead I popped the Brompton on a train to Brighton and rode along the seafront to Shoreham. Lunch at the Bridge Inn, with happy memories of summer rides,
then back over the Shoreham locks taking a few minutes to watch the City of Chichester going through.
Bright sunshine and the tang of the sea, with the smell of pine from the timber-yards along the docks. Dark by the time I got home, but a good winter's day out.
Mark
1 comment:
Mark sounds like a good day out what a splendid idea to let the train take the strain and you did not find any black ice. Enjoy your skying over Christmas and do not come back with any broken limbs.
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