I pick some wild thyme for a tisane which I plan to have after a spot of swimming. However, as we turn into the campsite the first spots of rain drop, and by the time we cover the bikes and enter our tent it is raining. It sounds heavier on the flysheet but we are happy to rest inside. We’d planned a route for tomorrow and then while I read Martin plans an alternative depending on the weather.
I found a line in book 8 of The Expanse that resonated with me yesterday, so I write some ideas for a memoir I am thinking of writing. And I do this on my phone. So clever. The technology, not me.
Martin is a little miffed at the weather as he’d carefully chosen a sunny week. Hey ho. There’s no way to control the weather and I’m happy in our orange cave and he is too, really.
The rain is not stopping so we race to the covered picnic tables. I race back having forgot the pasta! A little wet and a little chilly we cook and eat tea. Again, the simple food is tasty, but we don’t linger too long.
Snug and dry in our tent we play three games of Tantrix. Such an annoyingly good game, a little heavy for carrying but we like it and it will accompany us on longer tours.
We sleep on the wrong side of each other, but it’s just fine. Everything is just fine. We like cycle touring. Day 5