I was quite enjoying myself, it must be that childhood thing of getting wet and muddy and I also like the solitude even in the rain. The cloud had rolled in as I made my way up to Selworthy Beacon so the view was well er well there wasn't one.
Five minutes and a great wet and rocky descent later the sun was out in Selworthy, weird or what ? Dunkery looked dark and moody in the distance though and the cloud was hanging on the hills.
Along the back road with a plan of doing more miles but then I went down thorn alley and my ride ended. The endorphins I'd awoken had worked though and I quite enjoyed the stroll home, must of been the best part of two miles pushing a bike but it must of done me some good.