Adventures, Brompton, Brooks, Cycling, Foldie

What had happened thus far?

Some days, when there are too many curve balls thrown at you, you just got to grab the bike and head out, just so you can release all the pent-up energy.

Along this ride, I found an old village, the last of its kind in an urban city.

A few weeks ago, a few of us Bromtpon owners volunteered to be bike marshalls for a charity ride. Here, we are waiting for the flag off.  

PS: Love that Lynskey.

After marshalling duties, it is time to head home. One of the things I love about Brompton is its compact fold and ability to bring the onboard a train without taking up much space. 

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