I bought a black waterproof cycling jacket. Not the best choice of colour, I know. But, half price and the only choice in my size didn’t leave many options. To compensate, I’ve lit myself up from head to heel like a flashing festive fir.
I think I’m pretty visible.
The only trouble is, when I got back from my ride today, a couple of them had behaved like Christmas lights, randomly switching themselves off. Maybe I need to get some more!
It was a great ride and particularly satisfying given the last time I tried this route, I needed to pause on the hill from Silsden to West Morton and had two punctures, catching the train home. None of that was required today and I halved the length of the outing.
I made up for time gained in my newly adopted field, waiting for the sunshine on this hawthorn bush. And waiting. And waiting.
I thought I’d have trouble removing the colour as the light was glowing beautifully when the sun finally made an appearance. But, in the end, I prefer it in mono.