feanor, again: t'was I who flashed you from the blue Honda Jazz, as you were just starting the descent of the Cairn o'Mount this afternoon. This secret training for the Snow Roads is quite unsporting don'cha know?
Yes, I thought that was you
I vaguely managed a feeble wave before we passed.
I wasn't training, I was 'just riding home from work'. I didn't go fast. Honest. Actually, that's true, it was quite windy.
Am I going to have to do a punishment exercise for my bridies?
Like getting to the top, and having to go back down to the Clatterin Brig and do it again?
You prolly didn't spot this, but I had some new chain-rings ty-wrapped to the frame, up at the front between the head-tube / down-tube /top-tube.
These had been delivered to my work, and I needed to get them home.
They were too big to fit in any pockets, so I hung them from the frame in an alarming way that would have been pointy-metal-in-the-legs gruesome if I'd come off.