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Went out on me bike this morning for a bit and as I was headed south and west I looked at the sky ahead of me and I thought of Marlow off in search of Kurtz. It was that kind of sky. I left those hills well alone and made up a different route as I went along...turned out pretty decent in the end, if a little blustery in places. 80km in the legs, not complaining.

"And the flames kept dancing higher"