I left work before 16:30 today and the weather was lovely. Very little wind, warmish temperatures and a cloudless sky meant that a longer route home was called for.
On this route when I found the level crossing down, I headed off in a totally different direction and found myself at a local beauty spot, the lovely Lulworth Cove, but in reality, I really didn't know why I was there.
After about a minute, I just got back on the bike and headed back home. I hadn't planned on heading over to a local bike meet and in reality, quite fancied getting home and eating my dinner in front of a good movie, but as I approached the location of the meet, I thought it wouldn't hurt just to pop in. I may even take a few pictures of the bike by the river.
So there I was sat at a bench with a snack and an orange juice, when Miranda, a local rider, sat down and we started chatting about life.
Two and half hours later I finally head off home after looking over a varied selection of bikes and chatting with a variety of riders. From clubs members to leaners, from sportsbike riders to classics, it was all there and was in fact a nice way to wind down after a fairly stressful day. As I said, its funny where you end up sometimes.