Bloody memory was full, so G didn't get a close up of the glory that is my helmet.
Shall rectify that later.
My backpack hold my wet weather gear, because sure as Santa shits in snow, if I don't have wet weather gear, it will rain on me and I shall be cross.
The mornings are just nice for biking, not too cool, not too warm. It's still darkish when we leave, but light by the time we get to work. It's a 35-40 minute ride.
Good for my ass!