Aren't you glad I'm not really much of a birder?
I'm not even a naturalist. Not really. I'm pretty bad at butterflies, almost hopeless at moths, useless at dragonflies and even worse at plants. Admittedly I can do a lot of fish, but picture me on a sunny day beside the river/lake/gravel pit, with my knowledgeable friends the botanist and the lepidopterist, and who looks clever quickest? Eh? Exactly.
So, not many birds; no other easily observable natural history. That's why for NQS I have to resort to other tricks.
Cycling is one of those tricks. I can think of a few reasons why I might want to read about a blogger's cycling exploits.
- As long as he wasn't too young or inhumanly fit I might seek a little inspiration to galvanise me into doing something about my bulging gut.
- If he was fat and slow I would definitely read all his cycling posts in order to gloat smugly at my athletic superiority.
- Of course, a blogger who cycled to his birds would be a must-read.
- Also, a blogger who cycled to nice places and took photos...
|April 2014. Nipped over to Exmouth for this Glaucous Gull|