Probably my best cycling day ever. Quiet, hilly, winding roads reminded me of Scotland - without the rain and less windy. In the morning I found these delicious tiny strawberries, what are they called? And filled a box of them. Later I found a quiet shore and swam, and it was as if the day had just begun. Up and down and up and down on earth roads - the tires remained valiant. Then in a glorious evening light I looked for a quiet place to sleep by a lake, and was invited to have dinner and stay over in one of the summer houses. I can't say it's entirely due to my newly-acquired Finnish skills (thanks Kat!) because the owners speak English, but I am convinced these skills are necessary - although not sufficient.
The roads and the way they lead to places keep me busy. I don't have time for much else at the moment.
The rear deraileur is obviously and noisily at the end of its (long and respectable) mechanical life. I should find a new one, but were?
I'm trying to reach the north as fast as I can, because of the longer and longer days and also trying to make the most of the favourable weather which won't last forever.
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