Fair weather cyclist? Not me!


This morning was my last chance to clock up some miles before I’m away for a week in Somerset. Predictably, I was woken up with a soggy Junebug jumping on to the bed and opening the curtains I couldn’t see the hills for the mist.

Cycling along Douglas prom I had to dodge the waves crashing on to the seafront. I stopped and tried to take a picture but my phone was too soaked all I got was raindrops.

This was me at the end of my 25 miles – still smiling!