It’s not been a good few days, personally. Nothing overly wrong, but things have been going a little awry. Technical strife, work fiddling and just general bad luck. The weekend seemed lost.

Then I headed out at 5pm on Sunday. It was difficult. I didn’t fancy it, and my heart wasn’t in it. I rode up the High Street, then hopped on the canal at Anchor bridge, and headed back towards Pelsall. Then the sunset over Clayhanger Common caught my eye.

It was beautiful – I watched the sunset change as I rode through north Brownhills and up over the common to Chasewater, by which time the light was spectacular.

As an added bonus, there was a herd of red deer over on the old Highfields Farm site, but more of that on my 365daysofbiking journal soon.

Sometimes, you can never predict just how a ride will turn out…