Oh so Studley

It's there. And we can't ignore it any more. In less than three weeks, I'll be heading back to the UK. Not for ever mind, but I'll be gone a good six weeks (so I can earn a bit of cash while I'm there) which seems like for ever right now. It kind of hit us at the weekend, bringing a slight feeling of gloom.

But then there was the bike ride. We set off for Studley Park boathose from the bike hire place next to Riverland. We rode along the river through a strange conglomeration of city and country, motorway and field, factory and farm, sometimes right by the river, sometimes up above it. The weather was glorious. And all the gloom simply evaporated in the winter sunshine.

It was bloody knackering, mind. 'A leisurely 40 minute roll' according to Lonely Planet, but an hour later, we were still huffing and puffing our unfit way along the track. Eventually we made it to the boathouse for a well-earned brunch, after which we just about had enough energy to enjoy the city views on the way back.

It was a fun day out. And it also made me realise that the main thing right now is to get the most out of the next three weeks.