It was a surprisingly fine weekend despite some dire predictions, and so today Helen and I got the wheels out and started them toward the library at Henderson against a sturdy headwind.
A pleasant trip through swathes of Autumn leaves on the path in places, and great colours in some of the trees we passed.
. . . and hardly a soul on the track. We made it back just before the dark looming clouds that had threatened the return journey burst into a downpour. Whew.