Tandem biking

To Old Upper Thomson Road, 28 km. It's a tad too late to join the Wed nite bikers, so I go on a solo pursuit of hills. As I charge uphill, my dinner wants to move in tandem up my throat. I then cycle to the old spooky haunt at Upper Thomson. It's misty from the rain. Some cars are parked in the darkest shadows by the roadside. It's been said that biking is hazardous to sex. Here, sex is hazardous to cycling.