Headed out on one of my usual local circular routes taking in part of the Trossachs circa 80 mile route round the lochs and glens, which can be busy at times, though I seem to have been luckt with the timing today as for many of the miles it felt as if I had the road to myself, sun shining old Mog humming a familiar tune, what`s more to want...? (-:

Most unusually, I caught a fleeting glance of a green Morgan coming from the opposite direction I gave him a wave, he may have been driving in company with a Caterham variant, I gave him a wave too... (-: