Wet

We awoke to the sound of gentle rain. It stopped so we decided to go out on our bikes anyway. The cycle trails through the forest are a delight. Flat (more or less ) and quiet. In Brockenhurst we found we  hadn’t remembered the bike lock , so we bought one at a cycle shop there. The shop did well because I bought a separate folding lock as well for when I go out on my own. After our coffee in Brockenhurst it was drizzling a bit. When we got to Lyndhurst it was really raining. After a lovely lunch at the Mailman’s arms it was pouring. On the way back we got absolutely soaked. Tricky to dry stuff off in the van. We rolled out the awning usually used for keeping off the blazing sun, and hung our things under that to drip for a while. It’s now gently steaming inside. And so are we with a restorative beer.