It was my mother's 98th birthday today so I was content to do a swift out along the R. Wharfe to Harewood Bank and a wiggle back via Huby to make sure I got to her apartment before the bacchanalia and diabolical, degenerate debauchery developed.
So 34 miles (1400 feet) along the rough and ravine ravaged roads of North Yorkshire to pass 3660 miles for the (leap) year.
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