>Sunday Bloody Sunday

>Day 9 (or not day 9?)

For a change, I will start with today’s data.
0 miles ridden
0 hours taken
average speed 0 mph
Height ascended = the equivalent of 14 stairs (but done in a lift)
From the data, the budding detectives amongst you will deduce that I did not ride today. For the benefit of the religious amongst you, this was to observe the Sabbath day. for the rest of you this was because my leg injury prevented me from riding.
I decided after taking medical advice from Nurse Jo (she still isn’t wearing that uniform though) to give myself a day of rest and hope that Monday will allow me to recommence my ride.
So what to do on a Sunday in the gateway to the Scottish highlands? Well, a full Scottish breakfast, a read of the morning papers and a cuppa seemed a good start to the day.
My chauffeur then took me to the port of Oban for a look round the place, and a short gentle stroll along the sea front. We resisted the temptation to take the ferry to Mull. The scenery on the way to Oban and around Oban was spectacular and a reminder of some of the scenery in New Zealand. Both Jo and I would recommend a visit to the place (actually to both places, Oban and New Zealand). We returned home mid afternoon and after applying a heat patch to my thigh, we lay down to watch TV in bed, which of course led to the inevitable…..No, not that you dirty minded lot, we fell asleep!
We also learned this afternoon that the railway line runs immediately past our hotel room at a level that all the passengers can see into our room. Thankfully as usual the train was a couple of minutes late!
Oban Bay

Jo & I in Oban

An evening meal in this most hospitable hotel and a post on the blog rounds off a frustrating but enjoyable day. I’m grateful Jo was here as being here on my own would have been very difficult to cope with. I feel like a sailor becalmed waiting for the wind to get me on my way. I did toy with calling this post “SAILING” and having the linked song as http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zW2-_01i48w .
Our Detention Centre
View from the Detention Centre
One thing that made my day and will delight Mr & Mrs Camm to know is that I got my paws on some great buns today. Many thanks for those. They brought me much pleasure.
Hopefully tomorrow will bring some cycling progress

About spen666

I'm a 50 something football fan and occasional cyclist. I've been a football fanatic most of my life and have completed the 92 football league & premier league grounds previously. I have 1 left to rejoin the 92 club. Added to this numerous non league grounds, a number abroad and you start to get the picture. I took up cycling in around 2000. Although my father was a former World Vets Champion, I got into cycling accompanying my son to ride in London. This was followed by my commuting to work each day into Central London. Then doing some Sunday rides, then some audax events (www.audax.uk.net) and then a week's cycling holiday in France with a friend. From there, I got more and more into cycling and in 2009 completed LEJoG and in 2010 rode in the USA with the Police Unity Tour. I completed blogs for those events at www.aminearlythere.blogspot.com and www.bothesidesofthepond.blogspot.com Feel free to read them and learn more about me. I now am one of the organising committee for the UK Police Unity Tour (www.ukpoliceunitytour.org ) I live alone which suits me as it gives me time at weekends to pursue my interests of cycling and football. (Well what did you expect me to say? That I'm sad at being single?) I'm currently looking for my next challenge. Any suggestions gratefully received.
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