doing a lot of saying goodbye to people at the moment, and feeling more involved in the world around me as a result. riding tonight with biff and tim, had a crap couple of days feeling panic-stricken to the point of paralysis (moving house does that to me). eventually got the work done and then the rain started... never occurred to me not to ride and sure enough two and a half hours later i’m rolling back in the door soaked to the skin but warm and happy. legs buzzing with vicious nettle stings, muscles feeling free and easy, head full of trails and the hazy silhouettes of my friends coming down the hill behind me through the mist of a south downs fug.
bikes are good. so are the people who do not let you down.
but “see you in california” is an odd way to say goodbye.