Well – we managed 46 miles today – Ian on the Brompton and me on Bamm Bamm’s mountain bike. We cheated a bit by joining the N7 [on the National Cycle Route] at the top of Glen Ogle above Killin. The Brompton for some reason managed five punctures during the day. So it was Killin, then the switch-back along the southern shore of Loch Tay to Kenmore. Then towards Pitlochry until Logerait where we turned south on the N77 towards Dunkeld. It’s surprising that the N7 by-passes Aberfeldy – but then one of the more remarkable stragetic decisions made by our diocese in the past was that we would close and sell our church there. So I shouldn’t be surprised.
We met lots of people from all over the place spending their holidays riding the length of the N7 from Inverness to Carlisle. It was great – although, as the psalmist might say, my down-sitting and my uprising leave something to be desired at present.