Finally on my way home. Today was oddly successful, the day started at 5 am when I decided that my body clock had won and there was no point trying to sleep any more. The jetlag preventing it. It is better east to west though – getting up early seems more acceptable than sleeping late because you didn’t feel sleepy until 3am. Good but also freakishly normal, with no raw fish to speak of. It was also pissing it down all day. On the Rhine, where I live in Germany, just rains and rains and rains. I go to England for a break from it.
I just packed a bike into Birty the big blue bike box. The full suspension bike doesn’t like it. It has to have the forks popped out, rear mech off, brakes disconnected, blah, blah, blah. The road bike was a joy by comparison. How I miss it.
I hope to get some riding in over the next couple of weeks. British Summer Time should help. Danny, you wanna kick my ass on the bike?