It might be lovely (in fact that's one reason I thought I'd drive out to Derwent Valley and go for a run around Ladybower) but its still dark at 9pm.
Couldn't believe, heading back into Sheffield on the A625, loads of night cyclists around like Xmas trees on wheels then just after Fox House, I saw a silhouette wobble on the horizon and thought "is that a bike up front?"
All dressed in black, 2 abreast, only when I was right on top of them could I make out the faintest glimmer from the death throes af AA batteries on one single dim light. Between them.
If I'd had spare batteries I'd have stopped them and donated, as if I hadn't seen the faint silhouette up ahead for a moment, I'd have been on them a lot quicker and been a lot more surprised.
Bizarrely after I had passed, their front lights were super-bright and plentiful. Think they were stuck in the off-road mindset of needing to see every bump in front but not seen from behind. Crazy..