Visibility low

Out again yesterday, and I remembered the memory card so it did happen.

I rode the same route as I did last week, through the quarry, backroads to Dove, round Beelow and home. Unlike last week there was fog. Quite a lot of it in fact, which I always enjoy riding in (apart from when I'm on the road, but I tend to carry two rear lights for such).

Overlooking the water at the quarry, water and fog blurring into one;

On the track that loops round Beelow;

Fog makes everything more mysterious, I like riding along seeing trees, gates, people, emerging from the mist. And everything seems that little bit quieter.

Paul.