Spring

Well, it would appear that Spring is just about sprung but less like an exquisite Jack-in-the-box and more like a rusty old mattress in a flop house. Nevertheless, My thoughts once again turn to the open road and the roar of an engine. I'm not sure where the road will lead this year but I am sure it will be the road less travelled.

Here are a few pictures of what this spring has meant to me; lots of riding of the unpowered kind including a few visits to the roof of the world. But I must stress that I have been very careful to balance my exercise program... with beer.