Planning…

I’ve got some time off work on the horizon!  🙂

I’ve already got some interesting rides in my head and more may be added.  Hopefully the weather will hold out until after my holidays so I can get out and have some fun.  I’ve thought of some long rides and also a ‘challenge’ – only time will tell whether or not I get around to attempting any of them.

I’m looking forward to getting out on the bikes.

Watch this space.

Night Riding

Hmm, the days are getting shorter.

I’m smiling now as I feel that my NiteRider purchase has been justified. 😉  Just had a short 3mile ride around town and the NiteRider lit the way magnificently.

It was nice to get out for a quick ride after ‘one of those days‘ at work.

Another Folding Bike Concept

Here’s another ‘concept’ folder, this time it’s by Dominic Hargreaves and it’s in the running for the James Dyson Award.

Also check out his ‘hoist’ design.

A Trip To Rye

No bikes today but a day off work let me get out in the car and explore the South Coast of England.

I headed to Rye and then along to Hastings and back up the small country roads to Rochester.  A long day but well worth it.

Some of my photos from the day are over on Flickr.

6.7 On The Trek

Well, I managed to get out on the Trek this afternoon.  Had an enjoyable and relaxing 6.7 mile ride around the town and the river.  Didn’t push it and didn’t go crazy on the speed or mileage, but it was nice to get out.

Both bikes got an airing this weekend and I’ve managed to clear a number of things off my ‘to-do’ list too.  A good weekend.

Hmm, now another weekend of work lies ahead.   😦

Bread And Milk

The rain started to fall so I left the riverbank and got back on the Dahon.  By the time I’d reached Rochester Bridge the rain was coming at me horizontal!  It was only a shower, fairly heavy, and by the time I’d reached the high street it had stopped.

The Castle grounds are always a welcoming place for me and I sat there for a while and watched people milling around.

The bread and milk strapped to the back of the Dahon were getting a little squashed under the straps so I didn’t hang around too long before I headed home.