a bright start to the day although a haze hid the mountains until the late morning, too late and too lazy to head off for Yangmingshan, another bike ride, forgetting to cross the bridge up towards the hazelnut bun bakery, only realising when the Guandu temple appeared on the other side of the river.... a relaid path forming a circular route back south into a wind rising to meet the dusk, orange light as the sun fell behind the towers rising upon the west bank of the river, mist gathered around the lower slopes of the hills to the north....