A Wasted Day
So I set off to Bristol at 7:45 in the morning to meet some people for a ride into Wales, only a 100 miles trip and I have my GPS. About half way there it starts playing up and seems to take me on a magical mystery tour of Somerset and Bath, so I stop and fanny around with it for 20 minutes getting the water out. Must have got in it from the torrential rain storm earlier where I didn't cover my tank bag quick enough. Finally manage to get it sorted and get underway in the right direction to find I've arrived just too late and everyone's set off with out me. So I sort myself out and head home... Interesting ride though...
Oh and this is a pic of Morrisions Bristol just to prove I got there...