With Loch Earn just down the road it’s tempting to ride out there now and again —
If only I had stopped at Loch Earn —
But sunshine on the tops drew me onwards and upwards to where the weather can change in minutes —
Once committed the Rally and I weren’t for turning —
Then we ran into a whiteout. Blinded by driving snow the inevitable happened and the bike and I came down with a clatter! I was so sure I had broken a bone or two.
Thankfully I had the Rally upright on my second attempt and somehow scrambled aboard the tall beast – adrenaline beats pain – at least for a minute or two.
The weather had beaten us over the slower ride home but at least the Rally and I made it there under our own steam – the real pain came the following day!
Ten days later and I still can’t raise my right arm above shoulder height – hence what was mean’t to be a ‘rueful grin’ in the pic looks more like a pain-filled grimace! At least Loki doesn’t mind.
