Hüttenabend
It’s windy. So windy that my jacket is flapping in the wind.
It’s windy. So windy that my jacket is flapping in the wind.
I wake up very early, at around 4:30 a.m., after far too little sleep. The wind, or rather my concern about it, has kept me awake. At least it has blown my tent dry.
My tyre slips, my foot can’t get out of the clickie fast enough and I brake with my hands and arms. My first fall of the trip, in the first five minutes of the day.
I spend six hours on phone calls today. Actually, a little by accident.
Today was a real pleasure. I was only looking forward to the day to a limited extent because a lot of rain had been forecast.
I don’t know yet what I want from my journey. Maybe that’s what’s bothering me a little today.
Finally back on my bike! It’s been a whole three weeks since I last sat on it.
I’m travelling from sunny Oslo to rainy Gothenburg.
It’s always amazing how much time is taken up by looking after the house, doing the washing, cooking and cleaning.
What do I actually need my mobile phone for? I ask myself this question