Hassleholm in the rain
Hassleholm
Today is Friday the somethingth and this is the news - Today it rained and it was windy.
I loved my route today, through forests and on secondary roads which normally would not be that bad despite a rolling resistance asymptotic to infinity. Yes asymptotic is my big word for today, we know a story about that dont we Conor?
You can all register with yourdictionary.com for word of the day, although US based they often make the distinction between English and American if not always positively.
Did I mention it rained today? Well when I did I meant rain in the biblical sense or even more appropriately these days the Hollywood sense mmmm deep man, you know the type of scene characterised by the fabulous one in the Matrix before Neo is given the blue or red option. Rain. Vertical. Punctuation.
Well as the Gods hurled their punishment at me with as much vitriol, spite and vigour the could muster I swam, crawled and dragged the bike through the sandy ash of the secondary roads and then ......... I saw my first Elk!!!
Elated, I could just see the sheen of its sleek muscular rear through the trees, rich dark chocolate brown in colour (Americans please note the spelling of this word, it challenged me greatly when I was a child and you could at least get it right) well as I approached cautiously, glad of the cover from the rain which at the time was bouncing back off the road as high as my front hub (thats the shiny bit in the middle that all the spokes go into Mum) I slowly moved towards it, the bike is nearly silent and it was up wind of me.
I cannot tell you the disappointed as in the next moment to realise it was a horses arse.
Following the necessary dose of chocolate and reflection of the instant karma involved, the horses arse pedaled on.
As it was getting late I stopped in Tyringe to organise somewhere to sleep further down the road, they probably are still mopping up the pools of water I dragged in, my boots had filled with water at some point and Id been pedalling for hours with lukewarm water sloshing around in my boots, it was good for me to get rid of it, but I was embarrassed at just how much water left me and stayed in the hut, my bladder does not hold that much.
The typical staff an uninformed bored teenager was helpful and even willing to forget about her mobile for a few minutes she found me somewhere to sleep for 250SEK and I was both delighted and interested to see what this brought.
My first weeks in Lund I payed 65e to 85e each night for shitty rooms in mediocre hotels before I found Svetoslavs place.
On arrival at my nights lodging it was without a doubt excellent, I was staying with the military in an old barracks, had it been full the one toilet/ shower would have been a drag but as I was alone it was fantastic.
I took all my bags into the shower with me and removed the sand, salt, mud and other detritus and did the same with my clothes, stacked it all in my room and had a shower. After washing my clothes, I ate the awful kebab I had brought with me from the city center, plugged in my electric boot dryers (cant decide if they are worth carrying further yet) and went to sleep warm clean and listening to the world service - perfect.
Hassleholm
Today is Friday the somethingth and this is the news - Today it rained and it was windy.
I loved my route today, through forests and on secondary roads which normally would not be that bad despite a rolling resistance asymptotic to infinity. Yes asymptotic is my big word for today, we know a story about that dont we Conor?
You can all register with yourdictionary.com for word of the day, although US based they often make the distinction between English and American if not always positively.
Did I mention it rained today? Well when I did I meant rain in the biblical sense or even more appropriately these days the Hollywood sense mmmm deep man, you know the type of scene characterised by the fabulous one in the Matrix before Neo is given the blue or red option. Rain. Vertical. Punctuation.
Well as the Gods hurled their punishment at me with as much vitriol, spite and vigour the could muster I swam, crawled and dragged the bike through the sandy ash of the secondary roads and then ......... I saw my first Elk!!!
Elated, I could just see the sheen of its sleek muscular rear through the trees, rich dark chocolate brown in colour (Americans please note the spelling of this word, it challenged me greatly when I was a child and you could at least get it right) well as I approached cautiously, glad of the cover from the rain which at the time was bouncing back off the road as high as my front hub (thats the shiny bit in the middle that all the spokes go into Mum) I slowly moved towards it, the bike is nearly silent and it was up wind of me.
I cannot tell you the disappointed as in the next moment to realise it was a horses arse.
Following the necessary dose of chocolate and reflection of the instant karma involved, the horses arse pedaled on.
As it was getting late I stopped in Tyringe to organise somewhere to sleep further down the road, they probably are still mopping up the pools of water I dragged in, my boots had filled with water at some point and Id been pedalling for hours with lukewarm water sloshing around in my boots, it was good for me to get rid of it, but I was embarrassed at just how much water left me and stayed in the hut, my bladder does not hold that much.
The typical staff an uninformed bored teenager was helpful and even willing to forget about her mobile for a few minutes she found me somewhere to sleep for 250SEK and I was both delighted and interested to see what this brought.
My first weeks in Lund I payed 65e to 85e each night for shitty rooms in mediocre hotels before I found Svetoslavs place.
On arrival at my nights lodging it was without a doubt excellent, I was staying with the military in an old barracks, had it been full the one toilet/ shower would have been a drag but as I was alone it was fantastic.
I took all my bags into the shower with me and removed the sand, salt, mud and other detritus and did the same with my clothes, stacked it all in my room and had a shower. After washing my clothes, I ate the awful kebab I had brought with me from the city center, plugged in my electric boot dryers (cant decide if they are worth carrying further yet) and went to sleep warm clean and listening to the world service - perfect.
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