AND I do quite mean 'set sail' as I would frequently use my jacket as a sail and feel quite almighty as the sheep ran away from me while I powered my way effortlessly across many a field. I followed the 'millennium scorton wyre river walkway' thing. It was quite scenic as the water rushed past and the wind blew the trees and me on our ways.
I MADE a quick stop in Gartsang for a few items of great importance and after some thinking, sitting and re-arranging of my suit I set off again. With my jacket flapping behind me I headed towards the motorway across a field, I then proceded to follow the river as far as I could. I came to a farm and got worried about trespassing... so I promptly gave up and went to Scorton! Which is a quite a quaint, quiet little town!
I RETURNED home ravenous after 3 hours of riding about and had some chicken!

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