I had a little trial the other evening to see if I could ride the bike. Just a little bimble of about 20 miles around the lanes. I managed it happily and came home with a big smile and probably too much confidence! Yesterday I took the camera down to west of Swansea to photograph a bike for an American magazine. The damn road was closed and it was an 80 mile detour to get to where I had to go....I got there in the end though, nice lighting and nice bike, not the most inspiring of surroundings but it'll do. Once the shoot was over I decided I was going to go home the scenic route as best I could. So I set off to go over the Black Mountain then from there right up through mid Wales and home on nothing but A and B roads, and only about 30 miles of dual carriageway. It was a brilliant ride, but I know I had done too much last evening. 536 miles round trip was probably a bit too ambitious for my first proper ride back in the saddle and my arm and shoulder were killing me when I got home - and were still hurting this morning and it was this afternoon before the pain killers got things back under control. I think I need to ease myself back in.....but, it confirmed my love for the 650. I just need to sort some lockable boxes now, so I can stow my camera gear securely. 
