We have a winner for the Vulpine autumn clothing bundle worth over £500

Riding head first into the wind! I like a challenge. They call them Dutch Mountains for a reason

cycling over crispy leaves...

Clean and crisp sunday mornings.... and the comforting noise of a well fitted mudguard whistling in the wind....

The slightly smug sense of achievement having cycled to work when it's cold and wet

Those bright, crisp mornings through the parks on the way to work.

When you're out on a cold crisp morning and you see other cyclists and pass that knowing look that you're both "proper" as you can, unlike so many others, be bothered.

When you're out on a cold crisp morning and you see other cyclists and pass that knowing look that you're both "proper" as you can, unlike so many others, be bothered.

Four seasons in one day, and being one of the few out on the roads enjoying them. Taking all of the extra care needed to ensure you always get home and feeling a sense of pride when your bike looks as clean as it does in summer. Looking at bike lights with envy and wondering if 2000lm is really necessary.

Those days are great when it's cold and but dry. Get wrapped up and pound out a few miles.

The expectation of pitting end of season form against all of the weather nature can throw at me.

Darker mornings, brighter lights,
Shorter days, longer nights.
Misted glasses, colder knees,
Windproof jackets, falling leaves.
Thermal headwear, runny nose,
No sunglasses, cadence slows.
However...
Still keep cycling, every day
In all weathers; only way!

Preferring a whisky to a beer for your perfect recovery beverage!

I'm in to win!

crisp air

Finding myself between a stag and his harem in Richmond Park and not knowing whether he's going to charge me or not! Wondering whether I can out-pedal a charging stag.

riding through falling leaves, early morning/late afternoon light with a low sun, removing layers as the day warms, the combination/paradox of both being at one with but also beating the elements by being out there.

No longer summer but not quite winter. The pleasure of wringing every last ounce out of the daylight riding hours before either gritting your teeth and facing the weather head on or plugging in your SADS light and grinding out some workouts in your cold garage on the turbo

Cooler temperatures and clearer roads makes me try harder to stay warm.

The differeing weather conditions which mean i get to wear all og the different items of clothing i have:)

The layer of frost lying on the fields left and right as you hammer down the road making use of the lower volume of traffic

Crisp, cool mornings. Changing landscapes, an explosion of autumnal colours. Not having to be up too early to see the sun rise!

Not being able to ride in straight line because I cant resist the crunch noise of riding over a freshly fallen leaf.

Being out in the foul weather and getting to a warm pub at the end!

Changing colours, fresh crisp air and the first shiver of anticipation as you clip in the pedals ahead of a long scenic ride

Dodging conkers and squirrels

Numb toes, crisp air, warm coffee, that slight post ride burn from the extra embrocation and the perfect excuse to eat that last roastie.

The smug feeling of riding to work in all weather knowing that I have saved a load of money on fuel whilst maintaining my fitness and rugged good looks!

Empty roads, new colours & the sound of my wheels slicing through the air

Post Ride Baths to get the feeling back into your fingers and toes.