Back in the Saddle

I've been meaning to get active for a while now and today I finally got back on the bike and onto the South Downs Way. The conditions were quite challenging with a gusty, cold wind and very muddy tracks! It was a case of letting the bike steer itself - something that gets quite scary at over 25km/hr! Needless to say I ,managed to get very muddy.

On the way, I stopped at a Trig Point and was surprised to see a plaque stating that the monument was part of the OS GPS Network. Having thought that with new mapping techniques Trig Points were redundant I looked this up when I got home. It seems that users can gain a wealth of information via the OS website and there is an interesting tutorial about using GPS in the outdoors. This is certainly something that I will explore in some detail at a later stage as I am still a relatively new user of GPS.

I was also impressed to see that the OS is encouraging using the outdoors to get fit after the holiday excess! What a great idea!

On getting back to the flat I enjoyed a lovely pint of tea that reminded me that I really need to get back to North Wales, even if it's just to enjoy the food at Pete's Eats. Any how, I'll probably put a lot of posts up today as I'm trying to avoid having to wash the bike! I also need to get my speech ready for the KS3 Compression meeting on Thursday.

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