A scorcher

It was 24C when I took this photo, at the end of a lovely 50K cycle. Really lovely--perfect weather, empty bike trails, woodpeckers, and more. It was a hilly ride, which is hard work on my single-speed, but the very worst hill is always at the end. It's the hill out of the park to our place, and I do it every day I commute--a regular hors-catégorie, double-Furbo killer.

I am determined to keep up with blipping from now on--must. post. every. evening. Starting today. There's a week of back-blipping online. Yesterday's is woeful.