No cycling this week. I'm about to leave for the airport to visit offshore oil installations belonging to companies with which we might form a joint venture. I'm part of an installation/evaluation team.
I remember (in the spirit of the 'remember your rides 30 years ago' thread) when I loved offshore intallations, regarded helicopter rides as adventures, and regarded hanging around in despatch huts as somehow romantic.
Now, I remember friends who perished in offshore aviation accidents (frequently occuring, 'lost the horizon', not counted as oil industry accidents) and feel like asking 'Young man, can you show me your flight history?'
And for me, what used to be "Yea Whizzy, someone's putting me on an adventure" is now "Darn it, no bike riding this week"
Signs of ageing?