Two weeks after the gruel-fest that was the White Rose Classic, Dave and I rode the 105k bike ride.
What a difference. Whippets were replaced with ponderous Labradors, carbon-fibre with Reynolds 531 steel, energy drinks with cakes made by village-ladies, electronic dongles with a bit of card and a stamp. From being the oldest we felt pretty lean and fit. It was a great route up to Hutton le Hole on the North York Moors and we did it in just over 5 hours. All in all we felt more comfortable.
I even had the energy to go to friend Edward's 40th birthday party in the evening.
The photo is of Rowan at sports day four years ago - she has grown a bit.
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