Saturday morning and it's a cold damp start to the weekend. Days like this, it can be hard to go for a longer cycle, so this is exactly the sort of weather I built the fatbike for. I loaded Fly and the Fatty into the back of the car and headed south to Penmanshiel woods.
Despite being the route of the Southern Upland Way long distance path, this is a quiet area and its rare to see anyone else there. That means it's ideal for cycling along without having to keep too close an eye on Fly.
The overcast sky and the close cover of the trees meant the camera struggled to capture the full colours of the autumn leaves. You'll have to take my word that the woods were a lot more varied than these pics suggest. I stopped to look, but mostly just puffed away in low gears, playing around on the bumps and drops whilst Fly amused herself with some high quality sticks.
A happy wee dog showing a defenseless stick who is the boss.
In the occasional glimpses of sunlight there were loads of finches singing and hunting for food amongst the trees.
If you've got a fat bike, you know the feeling. I'm far too old for this sort of thing.
A cold morning but I went home warm.