Today was a bike ride in memorial of Paul Mills who died a year ago. The ride seems to have been jinxed. First, the leader failed to turn up. No word or message from Colin so a new leader was found and we set off. Later Carol M caught a twig in her wheel that tore up her mudguard and sent her flying. Ouch. So we took a short cut to reduce the ride by maybe 10 miles. I took the quiet lanes instead of the more direct main roads. Unfortunately a rabbit confused with myxy went right under Malcolm's bike. Front wheel over his neck and back wheel over his ribs. Somehow the rabbit was still alive but not for long as Peter dispatched it. Slimbridge Wetland Wildfowl centre at Sunday lunchtime is a victim of its own success and the packed cafe was running incredibly slowly. Several of the party decided to go back to the calm haven that is the Black Shed. The ride back was uneventful except for the other Carol getting a flat tyre. And why was former member Peter Smith standing at the bridge over the Stroudwater canal on the Whitminster lane on the way back?
Apart from that it was a very windy and cold but sunny ride. Pity I didn't have any time to take pictures as the low bright wintery sunlight was lovely.
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