The sunshine returned today so we set off after coffee for a ride out along the ‘Cathedral’ route. We didn’t actually ride anywhere near any ecclesiastical buildings but this ride has been christened by us due to the ethereal nature of the woodland we cycle through, the magnificent trees arching high above us with the sunlight filtering through. It's enchanting. I wanted to stop and take photographs but my cycling buddy was out to break the land speed record on two wheels so there was no stopping him.
But he did skid to a halt when he saw the old red tractor half buried in weeds in a farmer's field. All the men round these parts hanker after tractors. And who could resist the cute little calf pestering his mum for a kiss? They might be Charolais cattle but I’m not sure.