If you’ve forgotten.

If you’ve forgotten what clement conditions look like.

If you’ve forgotten how it feels to return cold and exhilarated.

If you’ve forgotten sweeping roads and hairpin bends and adrenaline rushes with eager friends.

If you’ve forgotten.

A reminder. A vision.

A vision of a perception of an impression of a sensation of a feeling that wasn’t; brief moments of glorious sunshine, snaking routes, bright green fells. Waiting.

The road meanders toward Settle, Yorkshire Dales. This has been one wet winter.

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