Well, that's my 40 mile barrier busted. Perth, Balbeggie, Newtyle, Meigle, Kirriemuir to Forfar, going via the prettier roads. Not the brightest of days, but almost completely dry, and a slight tailwind the whole way.
I planned to go via Coupar Angus, but when I saw how shiny the Balbeggie-Newtyle road looked, I went for it instead. I'd budgeted for 40-45 miles, and knew the Coupar route was five short, so I reckoned I had ten miles getting lost room.
I can't quite decide whether the Balbeggie-Newtyle or Newtyle-Meigle stretches were best. The former is in a gorgeous wee valley on an absurdly smooth road, the latter is an uninterrupted view of the Strathmore Valley. I think the former wins, because it was west of the map I had(Me? Go on a ride with proper mapping? TRAITOR!) and I had that lovely feeling of being lost but not minding.
Rolled into Forfar with 37.5 miles on the clock, and a 16.7mph average, but since I wanted 40, I whimmed up the local small hill: Bummie, or Balmashanner as those silly maps call it, whose dirt paths turned out to defeat my wee legs on my singlespeed and non-knobbly tyres, so my average went down to 15.8. Grr. Spun like a macho idiot on the roads home to finish at 43 miles and 16.1.
Note to self: when you feel your cycling shorts catch on the saddle, get off the bike and make sure they've not been displaced. The inner crescent of your left beauttock will thank you for it.