Bristol, UK
Trevor the 2nd? Need names!
So, after spending the evening weeping and howling at the moon due to the loss of my trusty steed, Trevor, I got up in the early morning and resolved to not let this set back beat me.
I went to a local bike shop just to have a look around and accidentally walked out with black beauty:A ridgeback flight.
She seemed very light and speedy until I stuck on and filled the panniers.
The trip home is back on!


