I always knew I enjoyed writing but only recently discovered how much it meant to me. Last fall I was on a solo bike tour in the north of Scotland and found, to my surprise, I enjoyed writing the group email to my family and friends every evening as much as I enjoyed the ride. Each day while pedaling along I looked at and experienced everything from the point of view of how I would describe it that evening in the email. I welcomed the cold rain or wind in the face because I was busy drinking in the experience and putting it to words as I lived it. Every hilltop vista, every unique personality I met became a chance to write. Admittedly, I love a little or maybe at times a lot of embellishment but the goal was to entertain and I was having a ball doing just that. Enough about soggy pedaling and exaggerated email tales. Seriously, do not blow the Haggis whistle when alone in the Highlands. If there was one of them shaggy beasts chasing me there were fifty! Quick little buggers they are! And Nessie, what a cutie! She get's a lot of bad press.