Well, I finally managed to leave the house today. After telling myself for the last week and a half I was going to take advantage of the lovely weather and go for a bike ride, I fanally got round to it. I took a random wander down roads I used to drive along on my way to Sheffield until I ended up in Denton, then I hit the canal. I’m a bit of a cheat with my mountain bike- I like nothing more than pottering along nice flat tow paths. I tend to break out in a sweat and come to a grinding halt at the sight of a hill.
Anyway, I followed the canal back, supposedly to Stockport, but actually only to Ashton Under Lyne, where I met the Ashton canal. I wandered along here instead. It got ever more familiar as I did, and I finally realised I’d been this way before when I spotted an abandoned tractor I put in this photo-
Then along and past Sportcity and home.
Five minutes after I got home, it started to pour down.