Choices, Choices

Stopping to admire a view during the Bigtown Cycle Campaign ride this afternoon, I mused that we too have a nice view from our house – and that as someone who rides a bike for transport, I take the time to appreciate it because I have earned every metre of elevation. In fact, I added, it was worse than that because the final road to our house drops down before the final hard climb.

‘You’ve chosen the worst possible place to live, as a cyclist,’ someone pointed out, who has visited ‘Wherever you go, its always uphill home.’

All of which is undoubtedly true. And yet, how could I now live anywhere where this wasn’t my road home?

road home

Or this?

road home

It’s sometimes worth reminding myself just how fortunate we are to have stumbled upon this corner of the world and made it our home

4 Responses to Choices, Choices

  1. Charles says:

    Beautiful, does some of that view also act as a wind break?

  2. disgruntled says:

    On the road, yes. Not in the garden, sadly

  3. welshcyclist says:

    The final hill on the way home. I know the feelings so well, either a kind of euphoria that the hard commute home is almost over, or “am I up for this?” Cheers

  4. disgruntled says:

    Mostly the former but occasionally I do look up at our house from the bottom of the final climb and curse myself

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