Doing the best that I can, at writing, running and living
Moving moments: a gentle breeze brushes my face as my bike moves effortlessly along the back roads surrounded by the rolling farmlands of Shropshire. White cow parsley grows high along the verges and the sun beams down while the twittering of birds, and the rustling of leaves is all I hear ... I did get… Continue reading Cycling To Shrewsbury But Not Back
Day 1 Gary asked me if I wanted to ride with him to the Harp Inn, or get Anne to drop me off. That would have taken eight miles off the route. It was very tempting. But after conquering the Ponderosa ride (kind of) last week, and seeing that the weather was looking okay, I… Continue reading There And Back Again – Shrewsbury
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