Day 6: The tale off the partridges

Today's blog consists of some events of the day including a story! 
The first route of our day was very relaxing as Kayla sang some Taylor Swift and we tried to think of as many songs with the word bicycle in ( we only managed to find four, so that game didn't last long!). Jenna also started discussing the anatomy of a Pom Bear concluding that it was infact female as it had no sign of genitals but just a belly button - no further explanation needed!
Town of the day goes to...... Dunkeld  for providing us with fish and chips! 


The story of how the partridge hung himself/herself! I hope your settled comfortably for this gruelling tale! One day (the 5th day of cycling) Kayla and Jenna were cycling from Newtonmore to Bankfoot. When cycling through a gale in the mountainous views we came across yet another hill. As Kayla and Jenna ascended on their two bikes called pulkie and paura they stumbled across a group of partridge! The partridge family was very scared and it consisted of a mother and her 2 young chicks! They were out on a flying lesson. However as the noise of the bicycle wheels turning, scared the partridges (no they weren't in a pear tree). The mother flew, and the youngsters tried to fly however one didn't quite make the height and..............flew straight into the barbed wire fence hanging itself! The end.

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