Velodrome!

I was back on the boards at the Manchester velodrome yesterday. A mate of Edward's had arranged a session on the track. So 9 of us, including Edward's son Toby and one ex-pro met up and had a go. I was less terified than last time, I got up towards the top of the track this time. Stopping however is nerve wracking in the extreme. One of those experiences that gets better the longer the time from when  you did it. I would definitely go back though.

After the session on the track we all went into town for a couple of pints and a curry: my first night out in Manchester for a very long time [it was where I spent quite a lot of my youth]. Good stuff. The photo is after the ride.