Fish on a bicycle

As much as I love you all, I am packing my bags. Off to the mystical Land of the Free for a fabulous fortnight. Where 'cyclists' are people. Allowed to travel freely and safely on endless space and supported by society and the system.

Because - when everyone is a cyclist - no-one really is.

I am gone, fishing for these compliments.

"Gone fishing" on a bicycle.

Walking on air,
Kat

So please accept my out-of-office message: