We drove the few miles from Killin and found a non-passing-place to park alongside the minor road in the Central Highlands. Autumn was only starting to get going. Overcast - an improvement on rain. Between Gordon and myself we unfolded the green monster and after a ensuring the wheels are free of rack and pannier bag, I took to the road. Aaah that feeling of freedom, enveloped by forest, bracken and suddenly...open fields, long-horn sheep and the silver Loch Tay.
Birds flit across the road as if it is all theirs and noisy streams under low stone bridges join the Loch. The mossy dry-stone walls never lose their appeal. Some field-borders have caved in which made me think of shifts in values. At one stage I heard clackety-clack-clack! The rams were locking horns and giving one another a good go - was to to win the ewe's heart.
Very pleasant cycling on the minor road with sharp uphills and sharp downhills. When these come in quick succession it makes for really easyt pedaling. Of course, in the case of an oncoming vehicle, the first step is to identify the nearest passing places. Courtesy rules on these roads, well it did on this beautiful autumn Thursday!
This verse has been my song since friends recently discussed it together at Time Out, Charlotte Chapel.
1 John 3:1 See what great love the Father has
lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we
are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.
Gordon helped me to assemble the bike and read much kindle as his foot is still in
plaster after an ankle fusion.
A quick test-drive to make sure the wheels are pannier and rack-free - still adjusting to new steed.
Fab - the freedom o f the road through the forest!
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Ooops!
Typical Village
Loch Tay is 23 km long and the 6th biggest in Scotland.
Where the minor road runs along the Loch Tay.
Today the tall bracken is turning gold.