It was a nice evening, so I decided to take the scenic route to Scouts which takes me about an hour. I rolled down the hill to the hut just before 7:30 and thought it a bit odd that none of the lights were on. Even more odd was that there were no kids milling around waiting to get it. 7:35 and I get a phone call which says “Hi Rich, we’re at Bannerdown in case you’ve got lost”. I calmly pointed out that they’d neglected to tell me that we weren’t meeting at the hut, and that I couldn’t be arsed to ride up to the top of another big hill when my lights probably wouldn’t last long enough for me to get home again.
At least I got a nice 12 mile ride out of it.