Sitting in the tent waiting for the rain to stop. Not sure what time it is. Not sure how long I’ve been sitting here.
Can hear crows crowing. The rain doesn’t sound as heavy as before. I’m beneath trees so even when it’s stopped raining rain will drip from the leaves making it sound like it’s still raining.
Nature plays tricks on you.
So do road signs. The signs to this town didn’t say it was 4km off the highway down a steep hill which, when I finally get back on the bike, I’ll have to go up.