On which I did my laundry and then ventured out (briefly) into 38 Centigrade. Staying here was a good decision: walking along a shade-less canal would have been suicide. The wind was actually hot. I guess that’s what happens when the air is significantly above body temperature.
23.1 miles – The shining perfection of a cloudless early autumn morning, the cloudy restlessness of a late summer afternoon,
23.6 miles – Sunshine to the north and south but surly clouds and rain above; some shame-faced sunny moments brightening