Another decent ride but managed to pick up a lot of sand coming through Hyde Park this morning. This is the trouble with rain, when it hits, it sticks.

There is one ideal space at work at the end of the racks that is much coveted as it is easy to get in and out of and doesn't involve the people putting their pedals in your spokes. As I rolled into the parking area this morning the person who occasionally beats me to the spot was there. Finally I come face to face with my bike rack nemesis, dubbed the Red Baron on account of the red carrera with red tires and handlebar tape. Seems the Red Baron is indeed the Red Baronette and Foxy Lady to boot.

She smiled at me. Clearly she is deeply in love and we are destined to be together forever.