Three lucky breaks and one unlucky one

Last Tuesday found us cycling the Great Glen Way in Scotland’s West Highlands. We were riding through forest above the village of Invermoriston when Edita’s bike chain snapped.

For many people – many of you, perhaps – this would be no big deal, but for us it was unfortunate. We are not even cyclists, let alone bike mechanics.

Cycling through forest above Invermoriston on the Great Glen Way

The first I knew of it was a voice some distance behind me.

“Help!”

If only I could. She might as well h...