Having acknowledged and accepted that the weather in Scotland in March is unlikely to be particularly favourable to cycling, I went out for a 60mile ride on Saturday. It was wet and it was cold.
I quickly found out that whilst things may be waterproof for a 15 min ride to school, they're not waterproof for much longer than this. Also found out that I need some gloves.

Cycled up along side the River Severn towards Gloucester and stopped after 30 miles for a late lunch. The pub didn't have any veggie options on their board and after being told "just to have a steak mate", I was offered a veggie lasagne. Spent the whole time dripping on the floor and listening to some elderly locals betting about what the price for a ton of potatoes would be and whether or not there would be a hosepipe ban in August- the theme tune from Titanic was playing loudly.



Went past the world's/Gloucestershire's biggest Give Way! sign- and I did, naturally.


It was National Tree week so I took a picture of a single oak tree looking very grand in a flooded field but it didn't work out so you'll have to imagine it instead.


Smell of wood burning stoves and fires was beautiful. Riding back along the A38 at 5pm in torrential rain was not.

As long as there's a bath at the end of a long days ride in the rain in March, I think i'll be ok-ish.


Greg Wilson's Festival Anthems mix was a brilliant one to have on the run back to Bristol!
http://soundcloud.com/gregwilson/greg-wilson-festival-anthems

Thank you Mr Wilson!
 
It has been a few weeks since I wrote about my training progress, mostly because there hasn’t been any, but today, after a few hours in the saddle this weekend and a much more comfortable knee, I am pleased to say I am back to it.

Having done lots of horrible exercises, given to me by the physio, and after the next door neighbours  leant me a turbo trainer, I can now do some cycling without even leaving the kitchen! 

Cycling using a turbo trainer reminds me of a clip from Belleville Rende-vous…I haven't set up a projector, yet.

Saturday, in lovely autumnal weather, I cycled with Danie to Clevedon, along the back roads through to Clapton in Gordano and then back up to Failand then home… only 35 miles… but a start.

Crossing over the M5 near Portishead and I had a thought. Straight on and in about 740 miles you would reach John O’Groats, 200 miles in the other direction Land’s End… neither seemed particularly appealing with the sun setting and the temperature dropping- but it’ll be sunny and warm and there’ll be a tailwind in the Scottish highlands in March though, won’t there…

Had a ride to Bath and back on my own on Sunday. Was lovely to see so many happy, cheerful people along a the wonderful Bristol-Bath covered in patches of yellow leaves.

Only another 35miles but an enjoyable couple of rides and the knee was fine.

(It was my left one that I had injured if  you were wondering.)

Have managed to raise over £1,200 which is brilliant… thank you to all those who have sponsored me so far.

Bisos- Mark.