Today was the day I decided to give my Harley a blast through the beautiful Welsh mountains, I'm sure with open shorty pipes on it the local sheep will remember me for a long time!
The weather was perfect, 23c (74f), clear skies and little wind (the weather, not me). I gave the bike a good clean and polish before filling the tank and heading north, the traffic was minimal and no police helicopter in sight.
It was a great trip, about 300 miles in total, I stopped for a bite to eat and a cuppa at a locally famous burger van. Sitting on a pile of cut logs the view was amazing. I was actually looking down onto army Chinook helicopters dropping supplies for a training exercise, at least I hope it was an exercise. I swear my bike sounds like one of those things!, a point reinforced by a fellow resting biker.
Here's a view of the Brecon Beacon National Park in winter, definately not biking weather!