Today's ride, on the other hand, was a little more interesting.
Being as I risked the commute as a shakedown ride for the RSP 550 I couldn't miss this photo opportunity.
I found the shipping container about a week ago, next to a small industrial unit, behind a row of terraced houses in the rough bit of Swinton. I went for a closer look this afternoon. It looks like it's been used as either a makeshift office, or possibly as a doss. Needless to say, I didn't hang around for long.
I had to make a couple of last minute changes to the bike, as I couldn't get a chainline with the Sugino chainset, and there was an alarming grumble coming from the Mavic Crossride freehub.
Like a kid with a new toy, I was adamant that it was going to be today's steed.
Not as warm as yesterday. The breeze is still hanging around. About 15°c on the ride home.
Oh, and the seat creaks...