Bicycle Ride On Skye
Bicycle ride on Skye
We’re off on a bike ride, brother Mick and I,
From Portree to Staffin, on the Island of Skye.
Sandwich for lunch, by the old man of Storr,
A stop at Culnacnoc, but not sure what for.
Over the Bens, down through the Glens,
Making good speed on twists and the bends.
Towards Flodigarry, over dark Jurassic Hills,
Beauty of Balmaqueen, perfect place to chill.
On the road back home, village of Kilmuir,
Looking to the sky, where Eagles dare to soar.
Through Earlish and Eyre on our way home,
Teatime and shower ‘fore I write this poem.
We went on a bike ride, brother Mick and I,
From Portree to Staffin, on the Island of Skye.
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