All the wind in the world

Oh to be back in Scotland. The wind finally picked up for a ride and it was out in full force. Nothing too unusual, so five of us headed towards the Tay coast to put in some hills. Dodging gaping spectators along the bike path shook us out of our lazy start and demanded concentration to not hit children or cars. The pace was easy and after a quick tune in Guardbridge the pace began its gradual rise until we were pumping through the crosswind to Wormit. Turning into the headwind we had to slow, its force was far too powerful but we slogged on, taking turns at the front and talking. Within a few miles we hit the first hill of the day the brutal Coarse Brae; aptly named for its terribly paved surface. Down a fast, fun, twisty descent (with a moment of worry as the wind took my front wheel around one corner and pushed me wide) took us to the next muur, the Oude Kilmany. Sharp turns force you out of your saddle to keep up cadence and the pitch is unrelenting right to the very top. More potholes also force you to constantly keep an eye on the road and weave around them. Luckily no major lay between us and home and with the wind at our backs we absolutely flew. All in all a very satisfactory and enjoyable ride. Check back later for video.