Well the clock went back an hour last night, that is usually my sad event of putting the bike away until the turn of the year again. However, today was such a beautiful day, virtually no wind and plenty of sunshine, so I decided to to grasp the moment and head out. It was my usual haunt, taking in Lenzie, Kirkitilloch, Milton of Campsie, with stops for wee photos. A short run, I'm no longer a morning person, and I wanted to be off the road before dusk, felt great. Now the bike will get a lick of grease and oil and lie there until the new year, when it will be given a wee service, ready to start delivering its usual pleasures.
Lenzie High street.
Kirkintilloch High Street, being pedestrianised, YEEHA.
Milton of Campsie High Street.
I should add, that High Street in Scots, has nothing to do with height, it merely means Main Street.
Scotland drops its mantle of lush green and dons its coat of many colours.