In Scotland we have hundreds of local dialect words for crap weather. Today's was dreich (pronounced dr-ee-ch, ch sound as in Loch). Damp, drizzly, grey. BUT unusually very little wind, as in single digit mph. Did first leg of my normal long flatty to Fenwick, then diverted back over Eaglesham Moor, this part of the worlds answer to Mount Ventoux. Sore on the old legs, but was pleased to hit 9 PRs and average double-digits, something I'd never have dreamed of 4 months ago when I started.
http://www.strava.com/activities/126786942
Nice view from the top as well on a good day (not taken today...

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Where is all the traffic?
Where are all the pot holes?
Unfortunately we don't have roads like that down south. Green with envy. (but a very nice picture)