Mist engulfed the four ecstatic travellers as they set off for another day’s adventure. It was everywhere, blurring the edges of reality and turning everything into a chilly mass of moisture. Somebody shivered, though the trail wound ever upward and the bikes were as light as Mt Washington is short. As thy sleep freshened travellers laboured up a multitude of winding uphills the mist lifted though not enough to dry out the damp and cheery mood.
Now is the time you’ve been waiting for, pictures!!!
… Uhh, technical difficulties folks, you are going to have to look up, sorry for any inconveniences that this may cause you.