Convalescence Ride

I'm not sure who we were trying to make feel better but dad definitely appreciated us riding over to Manchester to say hello.

Thornhill, Mam Nick, Rushup, Chapel, Whaley Bridge, Potteries, Wilmslow (how busy?) Manchester Airport.

Despite fancying a ride home, we took the train.  It was late, we were already soggy, I'd had 2 recurring punctures from a folded rim tape and Andrew's headset was clunking. 



We rode back from the station via Chinese food.

A lovely day was had by all and it ticked the "keep riding further" box without wearing us out completely. 

It also reminded me that when going out on a slightly dodgy autumnal day, a few more items of (dry) clothing may be wise.