I went for a meander around the wolds rather than head straight back. Clocked up 60-odd enjoyable miles on the threenarf and soon got into the habit of keeping the mill spinning fast enough. A real change of pace after thumping around on British singles and big twins for years

I didnt get home until after 4pm and was also feeling the chill creeping through - apart from my left calf. That was lovely and toastie

Cheers, chaps.
Steve