There’s a first time for everything; today we managed to get up, fed, dressed and out on the bikes by nine o’clock! Early enough to try and meet friends who have a 9:30 social ride every Saturday morning. The gods must have laughed, because today nobody except Rae turned up, according to her there are lots of people most mornings.
A pleasant enough sixty kilometres though. Almost down to Mordialloc before turning for the ride home — straight into the headwind. During the ride out the northerly had gradually got stronger and stronger, the clouds darker, the weather cooler. Made us glad that we’d gone out early — for us — but it certainly was a tiring ride home!
