A small part of my car decided to break on Friday. The window motor - with the window stuck wide open, of course. All fixed now, but it meant my weekend plans were restricted to "somewhere local" rather than kayaking in Wales
So I cycled up my nearest hill.
Well, mostly. What actually happened is that I happily cycled the 13km of roads and solid tracks, and carried the bike through the remaining 2km of thick mud.
Apparently I did not learn anything from the last time I thought cycling some hilltop bridleway in November was a good idea. But nevermind - it was a beautiful day and the views were amazing, so definitely worth it.