Spooked

Eight of us out this morning for a ride through the forest up to the airfield and a cuppa. Lots of banter on the way. I spotted the reflections potential of this pond and drilled the gang that I would be expecting them to line up for a ride past on the way back.

On the return leg I went on ahead and got ready for an orderly line of bikes. No chance. It's like herding cats. Some of them tried riding over a plank crossing a stream and failing (extra). Another hiding behind a tree disrupting my shot with a Harry Worth pose. 

Oh well, at least there were two of them doing as they were told.