What a day! The light in January....!!!
And since the trains are on strike we're on the bike all the way. So, it's off to Paisley by the back 'road'.
I was just reading about Manhattan in New York and how it is a native Amerindian word meaning, the land of little hills. And here between Cessnock and Paisley there are hills afoot. There is Bellahouston Hill, Corkerhill, Mosspark hill, Dykebar Hill, Huntershill, Ralston hill, Saucelhill, Barshaw Hill, Honeybog Hill, Hillington (hill), Cardonald Hill, Berryknowes Hill... That's a fair few hills but when you're on a bicycle you feel them all intimately. And it is this hilly intimacy that renders you sane and healthy. And that light!!!
At my gentle pace, the whole route, there and back, took two and half hours, but, as always, with routes like these, it might as well have been timeless.
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