Kurdunk!

That was the noise my bike made this morning. For the first time in months I had a tow in to work in the slipstream of a coach. I was of course paying far more attention to my distance to that back of the bus that where the bike was going and I managed to ride over a pothole I’ve hit before. The Kurdunk of aluminium slipping on aluminium was my bars slipping in the stem so i had an interesting ride into work with the bars at a funky downward angle.

It was warm this morning so shorts, merino t-shirt and a gillet and riding sans socks was not a problem. By lunch time I was walking to the post office around the Captain America set in a jacket with a woolen beanie on. The ride home had better be a fast one. A few hours makes a big difference in this city at this time of year.