Blast aka Bill Gray

It's getting to be a bit scary...

Yesterday I hopped on my pushbike and cycled 37 km just for the hell of it. It was a beautiful morning straight after daylight saving had ended and so we took off at 7.30am and headed north along the gravel roads surrounding home.

At about the 12 km mark we headed inland west. Now the roads get narrower and the views more scintillating that it is hard to imagine that the body was screaming out for a bit of a rest, especially as most of the ride had been uphill till now.

Eric had recovered enough from his prang to keep the pace up and we kept going until there was a good downhill stretch back towards the township. That made it possible to bump up the speed a little and before long we were hitting speeds of some 58kph. Not bad for a couple of "old b**tards"

We hit the main road and just for kicks, added in a loop of another 10km just to make the ride worthwhile.

Someone call in a shrink, I need my head read