Cycling in Cheshire alone

There was a distinct chill in the air this morning on my Sunday ride. The first ride after the autumn solstice, I sadly missed the club run bus and took my mild strength hangover out for a solo ride.
Sometimes there is nothing more soul destroying than riding alone for mile after mile, but today was one of those days which was the opposite.
The opportunity to ride at your own pace and on your own route is the main attraction of riding alone, plus you can let your mind wander.
On the negative side is you are always on the front and you might not push yourself as far or as hard.
But, that said, I always feel that it doesn't matter how far or how hard you ride, just as long as you do ride.
So my ride took in The Wizard, Swiss Hill and a number of the lovely lanes around Prestbury and Alderley Edge. Nice.