In the morning as I peel out me from the numb tent, I glance at the mountain over me. Snow! The street over the mountains, over which I wanted to cycle today, will also lie in the snow. So it's not possible to cycle on today. Further I have to take care that all my clothes get dry. Yesterday I have hung my wet clothes over all the hooks and pipes in the shower container. Unfortunately, nothing of the clothes is dry yet. Superfluously many ants enjoy my clothes on the pipes.
During afternoon the sky becomes bluer. A strong wind pulls up which dries all my clothes on the clothesline within short time.
The day isn't very interesting. I cycle into the next bigger town to go shopping. I almost tip over at this because it's quite different to drive without baggage bags.
In the evening, I go to the beach and watch some hobby fishermen in her work.
