road trip

So, with a couple of weeks securely under my belt of sporadically flipping and flopping between wellies, winter boots and, well, flip-flops, it is blatantly obvious that Spring is now well underway. Weird weather patterns – a near frostbitten bike to work, a sweaty one home at the end of the day, with strange looks at my unseasonal choice of outfit, somewhat gives it away. Not to mention the switch from twin-tips to full suspension machines, the increasing number of inadvertent tan lines, the plethora of townies and the general cheerful demeanor of pretty much everyone.