Its Good, But its Not Summer

The wind was brisk, too brisk for some of the lesser experienced sailors. The rescue RIB was kept very busy. It was too brisk for a newly refreshed father too. The temperature being cooler at least was a blessing, as were the numerous excuses for stopping. The path was like the M25 today and its great to see so many out and about. The youngsters with parents, were predictably adept at stopping mid-track and being blissfully unaware of approaching cyclists. I was ready for that though.

In other news, Nan has been busy knitting which is marvellous.