Yay! I had time this weekend for a bike ride.
I saw... the (not ancient at all!) stone circle, lots of gates, sheep, cows, wide open views, empty roads, the tree avenue, harebells, ragwort, umbels, butterflies (only white ones still), swallows (with us yet - summer is not over!).
I smelt... the sweet scent of himalayan balsam (I know it shouldn't be here, but it does smell lovely) and wild honeysuckle.
I heard... aeroplanes (we are under the flight path for Glasgow airport after all, even if it does look like I'm in the middle of nowhere much of the time), sheep baaing and silence (between the aeroplanes!).
I felt... puffed out by the long steep hill and by the end my thighs definitely felt like they'd been put to work. Physically, I pushed myself harder than I have for a long time (I am rather unfit I have to say).
I enjoyed it all very much...
(I didn't eat anything hence the lack of a report for taste!)