Not a very exciting photograph, I admit. Just a tatty old Transalp. However, it is the first time I've been out on the bike for a year or so. Despite all the vaccine shots having been administered I still went down with the dreaded Covid last March (2022) and subsequently developed long covid. Sapped all my energy for months and months. Anyway, on the mend now and plan to build the biking up over the next while.
The location, if you're interested is the lane of the the A47 between Belleek and Kesh and leads to the cable ferry to Lusty Beg Island in Lower Lough Erne.
This afternoon I spent an idyllic hour in the Quiet Glen.
The sun was shining down on me.
There were no sounds of man or his machines.
Even the wind stopped its breeze occasionally, so not even the rustle of grass disturbed my tranquillity.
The gentle sound of the river, lightly splashing itself over the rocks and boulders of its bed were a very quiet background murmur, with a meadow pipit very occasionally uttering a tweet as it flitted from tussock to tussock.
Days like this don’t come along often, so when they do, soak them up and etch the details into memory.
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