A short report
Traffic, traffic, traffic, road works, road works, road works, traffic, snow, 350 miles from home – bu**er, no rear brake (and it stayed that way), quite a bit of snow (Kevin to Lyn “Shut your eyes so you don’t see the snow, that’s what I’m doing…”), torrential rain, cold, traffic, traffic, road works, ice, snow and ice right across the lane on the M8, still cold, salt, rain, road works, rain, road works, more rain, “Have you had enough yet?”, “Me too, let’s head for home”.
SS1000 instead of the planned BB1500 Gold.
