Ryton II

Up early, and Marek off to teach some tennis so I'm off on the bike again. Did a lush route up and down the Tyne, in lovely sunshine, and back across this amazing bridge, past the birthplace of Robert Lewis Stevenson and back to the house.

The day remained sunny so we went Kayaking on the river, which was awesome, although I managed to capsize and had to be dragged to the side by Marek.

Really lush evening so we set up a fire outside and watched a horror. Bad move, when you're surrounded my nothing but blackness and the twooting of owls...