Day 127 - Rest
17 April 2022
Terrible night's sleep. The wind howled all night. Whatever dislodged on the roof made a racket all night.
We lay about all day. Read our books and binge watch a nineties series called Frontline. A parody of current affairs programs. In today's hyperactive hysteria creating news cycle, it is still on point.
“Whoever controls the media, controls the mind” ― Jim Morrison
The wind blows all day. Relentless. We start considering whether it will be safe to ride tomorrow. We both have itchy feet and decide we will ride out regardless.