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Dawn on the South Downs Way, 22nd July 2008. Picture by Rory Hitchens, as he waited for me to ride past.



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From a world where people care...

To a world where people care about money, and material things.

Now, that's progress (TM).

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It was a pleasant dream (even though I can't remember what it was about), and I was sad to let it go.

But in the real world someone was calling insistently; I opened my eyes and looked up.

From the floor of the dining room.

( Oops, but Devon was grand (picture heavy) )

On the bike by sun-up; so cold in the fog that ice started to rime the handlebars. Dark, dull, grey, and miserable...but I'm a gambling man and the bet was the weather was better up top.

( The view above... )

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When you've pushed the boat out too far, when your body lets you know you're going to do long term damage if you get back on a bike anytime soon, how to deal with a body screaming to be on the move?

Go for a walk, of course.


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2:30am on the 30th August 2007. Under the light of a full moon, I'm rolling around in the middle of Winchester High St, wearing a dressing gown and whimpering in pain. My choice.

24 hours earlier, I'm screaming at the guy driving, he's going the wrong way up the A31.
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