Sunday, October 18th 2020 – A rest day, with just a small loop around town in the evening to keep my legs moving.
It was dry and quiet when I rode up to Catshill Junction and back down the High Street. Not a soul around in the blessed, blanketing dark.
I love to see the town like this. It has such a curious character at night, when you feel like you’re the only person to witness it.
Long rides are wonderful, but sometimes the short ones are pretty fine, too.