Guising, already.

I had a shower and got changed before going out last night, and as I left the house I suddenly felt very odd. I checked that I had remembered to get dressed - which I had - and realised that it was what I was wearing that felt odd. For the last week or so I've been picking up the same jacket as the day before (red and black nylon bike jacket) rather than shift all the stuff in the pockets to a different one. This felt fine with jeans, but when I changed into a pair of combats, it felt . . . odd. It felt like I was in fancy dress. It still does, to an extent. Very strange.

In other news, I might have a couple of days off in a week or so because of local and University holidays. What should I do with them? Go north to somewhere scenic? Visit people? Spend them in an alcoholic stupor? Answers wrapped around an unopened whisky bottle on a postcard, please. to the usual address.
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Camping at the Kingshouse (Rannoch). But not on your own, and only if the weather is going to be good. Or perhaps go visit the furthest flung friend that you didn't get to see on your previous trek south? Or just cycle from the heart of Edinburgh, via the canals to the heart of Glasgow, and back. (I've only done Livingston to Stockbridge and back myself)
Not on my own?

I've found an anglegrinder I can borrow to destroy the lock holding the bike I inherited from a friend only to have my parents helpfully lock it up for me, but it's not one I'd choose to cover long distances on. Too much like hard work.
we've got a spare that should fit you, and we were talking about having a blast along the canal some time with redlex - seeing as the new 'end' is pretty much round the corner from his place.

glasgow might be a bit ambitious first time out, but we could make it to falkirk easily enough and get the train back.

fancy it ?

I have a sleeping bag which, while old, is still much too warm for year-round use.