For some time now I have wanted to find an image that would illustrate the title of this blog, and encapsulate the sense of partnership between my bicycle and I as we make our dawn rounds of the English countryside – being the inspectors of sunrises as Thoreau once characterised himself in Walden. And this morning when I crested Galley Hill – a lump of sea cliff over which I have ridden literally hundreds of times – I think I found a good candidate. The sun was just rising, sending a rosy pink glow through the clouds and the sea had the luminous metallic-turquoise sheen that I like so well. Everything was still and calm. I pulled over and set up tripod and camera as quickly as I good – trying to get this precious bit of light while it was there for the taking – and pedalled away on my Pegoretti pleased with the result. I hope you like it too.