Well it’s the last day and I decided to cycle to Windsor which I have cycled to before but not from dad’s house. It’s actually quite close only just over 14 miles to get there, so it didn’t take long to get there. Took a couple photos and then headed back home. All in all, it’s been a good 3 days of cycling albeit small rides but places that I grew up in and cycled as a child. I’m reminded of the first bike I ever had, it had stabilisers and Dad trying to teach me how to ride and then without the stabilisers. As I grew I remember cycling down the drive and down the road without using my brakes which given dads house is on a hill side and the drive is like 10% gradient with the road not being much shallower I must have been quite mad! I won’t dare do that now. I head home on Saturday and I’m in London tomorrow so farewell High Wycombe it was nice knowing you…