Flying High

The old hips were a bit better this morning, so off we trotted back up the hill, while it was still comparatively cool.

There was a lovely breeze blowing, which may turn into a turbo-charged hairdryer soon, but for a while at least, it was very pleasant, surveying the scenery.

I really must clean the old drum before the temperature hurtles past 35℃ like a banshee on fire!

It's the ADANA AGM tonight, outdoors with social-distancing measures in place.