To Harderwijk

A swelteringly hot, sultry day which of course ended in downpours in the early evening.
I know, there's no real 'of course' about it. It might have stayed just like that and become an oppressive and sticky night. But, it didn't. The air was cleared, and it was cool as we cycled down into town after pitching the tents. An attractive wee place (Linnaeus studied here, didn't you know) but quiet; the end of the season is upon us.
In other news, I've got bloody itchy bites on my calves.
Right! Turning in time. This cycling malarkey does leave you nicely knackered.
And goodbye to August 2015 too. Unforgettable.