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On reflection, 2020 wasn't a total shitshow. Gracias por los recuerdos, México.

#2020 #yearinreview
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Self-Propelling Particle is in North West England.
I took the plunge and bought a road bike, and spent the last couple of weeks trying to keep up with friends who've taken a more structured approach to training than me. Great to get out on the quiet lanes of the old country in good company!

Photos from Derbyshire, Cheshire and Yorkshire. All 📷: K. Anderson

#shutuplegs #whydontroadiessayhello #arewestoppingforabrewsoon #cheshirelanes #holmemoss #holmemosssummit
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Self-Propelling Particle is in Malham Moor.
Highlights from last weekend's overnighter in Yorkshire.
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Self-Propelling Particle is at Kinder Scout.
Kinder Scout
Autumn colours on Kinder Scout yesterday.
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Self-Propelling Particle is in Hayfield.
Hayfield
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Self-Propelling Particle is feeling grateful in Hayfield.
Hayfield
Journey's end, for the time being, is Hayfield, Derbyshire, United Kingdom. Earlier this month I flew from Chiapas, Mexico, then self-quarantined for two weeks. Since I've been free, I've caught up with friends and family, reacquainted myself with old haunts around Hayfield and Glossop. Next week I will start a new job, a new chapter in my adventure, working as a technical writer for a bespoke joinery business. I'll tell more about the decision to return soon, but just wanted to check in and let everyone know where I am.

Next summer I hope to be back on the bike, tour guiding for a European cycling holiday company. In the longer term, I still want to travel by bicycle through South America and Africa, once the situation is more settled with coronavirus and its collateral effects. My best guess is that's probably two years or more away. Let's see. In the meantime, I'm excited to be back in my old community, and more grateful than ever to be among old friends.

More tales to follow from the last year in Mexico. And then there's the possibility of that book I always threatened to write... But right now, the sun's out and the open spaces are calling to me, so I'm off for a run on the local hills. My local hills 🙂