flying_hun
Adverse Selection
I'm going to start building this here, and return to it as I have time.
I keep a bike in the UK, and return each year to take it out for a ride. This year, the timing was determined by the date of the wedding of my friends Dominic and Caroline in late September. This is later in the year than I have ever come over for the purpose of riding. Usually, I've been there sometime between June and August, and coming in September offered an interesting opportunity. I had never ridden further into Scotland than the area known as the Borders. I have wanted to go to the Highlands before, but my local friends told me that summer time is midge and mosquito season in Scotland, and it can be quite unpleasant, but September can be different. Okay, Scotland it is!
My next step was to try to get some of the usual suspects to come over with me, but as it turns out, no one took the bait, and this became a big solo loop. That may have been for the best.
The next step was to come up with some sort of itinerary, so I dug into my library of maps and guidebooks, and the rough outlines of a route began to form. Head north from England, stop in the Borders at the Buccleuch Arms in Moffat for the night, then launch across the populous band of Scotland between Glasgow and Edinburgh, and head for the Highlands and the Inner Hebrides. I had several goals for the trip; riding the Pass of the Cattle into Applecross, exploring the Isle of Skye, and most importantly, visit the pilgrimage site of Iona.
Ike had it right when he said, "Plans are nothing, planning is everything". The plan didn't come to fruition, but what did was better than I had expected.
I'm going to have to come back to this later. In the meantime, how about a pic of steak and ale pie on the evening of my arrival in my home away from home, Yorkshire?
I keep a bike in the UK, and return each year to take it out for a ride. This year, the timing was determined by the date of the wedding of my friends Dominic and Caroline in late September. This is later in the year than I have ever come over for the purpose of riding. Usually, I've been there sometime between June and August, and coming in September offered an interesting opportunity. I had never ridden further into Scotland than the area known as the Borders. I have wanted to go to the Highlands before, but my local friends told me that summer time is midge and mosquito season in Scotland, and it can be quite unpleasant, but September can be different. Okay, Scotland it is!
My next step was to try to get some of the usual suspects to come over with me, but as it turns out, no one took the bait, and this became a big solo loop. That may have been for the best.
The next step was to come up with some sort of itinerary, so I dug into my library of maps and guidebooks, and the rough outlines of a route began to form. Head north from England, stop in the Borders at the Buccleuch Arms in Moffat for the night, then launch across the populous band of Scotland between Glasgow and Edinburgh, and head for the Highlands and the Inner Hebrides. I had several goals for the trip; riding the Pass of the Cattle into Applecross, exploring the Isle of Skye, and most importantly, visit the pilgrimage site of Iona.
Ike had it right when he said, "Plans are nothing, planning is everything". The plan didn't come to fruition, but what did was better than I had expected.
I'm going to have to come back to this later. In the meantime, how about a pic of steak and ale pie on the evening of my arrival in my home away from home, Yorkshire?