Normally, I would start by saying “you really missed a great run” this time via Abington
Well, we never saw bloody Abington, because we had 2 lamentable navigators. The 3rd guy, “nothing to do with me” Downie, just stayed behind. A long way behind initially (murder polis), but he soon got the hang of more or less keeping up with his (tor)mentors
Other than going the wrong way, I’ve no idea how we ended up going NORTH on the M74.
So I saId to myself, “bu–er it” we’re going where we know we’ll enjoy it & then work out a way home. Thus we ended after a couple of road closures at Canal 49 nr Linlithgow, where we indulged wirseles, as can be seen. Then via a tortuous route by Stirling, Cambusbarron, Kippen for afternoon tea, of sorts, and split up in Fintry.
Anyhow, a day out on the bikes in reasonable weather, & great company etc
join us next time.