Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
- Emily Dickinson
Not sure my pace is the same now as it was a few weeks ago but I think after another week of riding I'll be pretty close. 🤞for my shoulder. I can say I've done everything I could. Rounding out the week with some sprint sessions! Next stop Victory Hill, VT! PC: @jasonscheiding_photo
We had just 36 hours before I had to be at a meeting for work. We had a pile of washing to be done. We had a room that needed decorating. We had a whole house full of housework to do... We also had a van and a forecast of sunshine.
So we made the hugely irresponsible decision to leave the chores and go.
Some of the housework remains for now, but the memories made over those special 36 hours of adventuring will remain forever.
This is the view we were greeted with when we parked up in the beautiful #malham