So me and my trusty steed got on the road and galloped toward Tarbot. (I have stopped the place called the Drovers Inn what a find! A really quirky place. A stuffed bear and an armoured knight at the entrance room, small rooms with fascinating objects and roaring fire at 10am. - I would love to go back and stay sometime.
From Tarbot the road was winding towards my quest. A reasonably easy fivér miles and a back breaking vertical three with serious head wind. Át one point I had to get off and as I did it nearly blow me over. When I got there I felt incredibly pleased with the view and myself.
So yes I did and bloody well was.
I caught up the others and had a great ride on the side of beautiful Loch Lomond.
Another little thing which I get hacked off about; the mp3 player chooses and picks the songs which is fine because I put it on shuffle, but I am baffled and slightly annoyed that it has favourites and songs which blatantly ignores. Is it just my temperamental machine or yours as picky as mine?
So now you're going to have cycled 466 miles in 8 days......:) thinking about you lots, misses. Everyone's sending happy thoughts your way. xx
ReplyDeleteMaybe it's just as stubborn as you and will do it it's own way thank you very much!
ReplyDeleteGood on you girl!
Great to read the blog and see how well you're doing xxx
Hi mrs
ReplyDeleteI have no idea if this message will reach you, I don't even do facebook! Sounds like you're doing fantastic, so impressed, can't believe you're even adding in the odd detour for good measure!
Enjoy the last few days.
Love sue, Steve, Tom and emily