Saturday 21.7.2017

The fresh easterly that sprang up dispersing the muggy air, shaking the trees and scattering the flies made the walking more pleasant in the woods this evening but riding on that wind were dark grey clouds roiling and boiling, looking as if they hid thunderbolts. So we picked up our pace and rattled home before the sky sparked up and the heavens opened though in the end it was all a bit of an anti-climax - no thunder and the rain has only just started now.