16.08.2026 Cyle pathrager?

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 Sunday 16th 57F/14C [7.30] Bright overcast. A  mixed day with a 21C/70F peak. 22C/72F in the room. 14C/57F in the greenhouse.

 Up at 6.50 after a quiet night with strange dreams. The last one I remember I bumped very gently into the side of an enclosed recumbent tricycle. He stopped right in from of me as he crossed the cycle path. I had right of way but he made a great fuss. A cycle path rager? 

 I ought to stay at home and tidy. And did.

The rubble from yesterday's demolition was deposited beyond the carport. Where I am trying to increase the ground level. Without having to buy any materials. Delivery would involve heavy vehicles like tipper trucks. On the gravel parking space. Which I'd rather avoid.

 I filled and then dragged two recycling bins along the drive. 

 15.45 70F/21C Returning from the village supermarkets with three, well stuffed carrier bags. 

 Dinner was extra mature, Cheddar cheese and curried herring. Both, individually, on the smaller, wholemeal bread rolls. I am trying to give my stomach a rest from the endless fried food. By alternating my cooked meals with wholemeal bread rolls. Or something on wholemeal bread toast. 

 Now I may be consuming too much bread! Albeit only ever wholemeal. So, hopefully, I avoid the sugar spikes of white bread. I try to include as many types of fish as possible. Though fish fingers is probably frowned upon. The same goes for the salmon pasties. Which are probably farmed. The salmon. Not the pastry.

 

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16.08.2026 48 more kilometers.

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  Saturday 15th 61F/16C [6.40] A bright sunny day with some cloud but cooler. Peaking around 23C today but falling below 20C for the next week. A northwesterly breeze. There is a drought warning and fire risk for the whole country. A comfortable 23C/73F in the room. 17C/63F om the greenhouse.

 Up at 6.00 after an unusually quiet night.  

  I had my online chat.

 The pedal trolleys parked up on the north side. Of the remaining tracks at the Glamsbjerg crossing. After decades of traffic thumping across the tire polished rails. They have finally removed them and laid asphalt. The tracks could not be lifted. Because the pedal cycles still needed to cross.

 13.50 71F/22C Back from a 48km ride. Variable cloud cover. No change on the new cycle path. Except for a mass of weeds! I foresee a need for regular maintenance. I doubt that there will be enough foot and cycle traffic to clean the surface.

 By deliberately taking various detours I eventually reached a quiet coastal bay. Where once a lot of boats were moored. Until "somebody" decided to kill that stone dead overnight. By charging for mooring. If memory serves. Or greatly increasing the prices. Now you never see a single boat moored there and the once busy carpark is empty. There were never any facilities. They bay lies on the end of a long, narrow lane.

 Quite a headwind coming home. I used Turbo mode to help me along. I ignored the supermarkets as I rode through the village. Intending to shop later. There was nothing I desperately needed. I will probably shop in Assens tomorrow. In the car.

 Dinner was fish fingers, chips and peas. 

  

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14.08.2026 Demolition.

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  Friday 14th 70F/21C [8.50] Full sun peaking at 28C/82F. Quite breezy from the south gusting to 10m/s.

 A picture from yesterday. A huge bulldozer is spreading and compacting wet sand on the new rail track bed. Later to be covered in the typical, large gravel ballast. 

 The height of the embankments, on either side, show how much the ground had to be lowered here. Elsewhere the track is perched up high. On top of similarly huge embankments. Denmark cannot boast high altitudes but is rarely, truly flat here on the central island of Fyn. 

 22F/72C in the room. 22C/72F in the greenhouse. 

 Up at 7.45 after deciding 5.45 was just silly. 

 The water has been brown all day. It went off yesterday. Presumably a digger breaking the pipework. I passed a digger beside the road in the village yesterday on my ride. 

 16.00 83F/28C. It feels like an oven outside! 33C/92F in the fully open greenhouse.  

 I almost wasted the day. Then decided to start tidying. Lots of tools to put away from assorted jobs.

 Then I trimmed back the ragged edge of the new glazed door reveal. The carpenter had cut it back indoors to make room for the frame. Though not with an eye to making good afterwards. I used the vibrating multi-tool with a wide blade. To cut through the ragged plasterboard and the 50mm of insulating foam. 

 The mess left behind the supposedly decorative surface was hideous! Gaping holes and handfuls of cement. Just thrown in behind the insulation. Typical of the standard, or rather lack thereof. Shown in the 1970s modernization of the hovel. 

 I hesitate to think what might be revealed. With the removal of the entire wall of insulated plasterboard! I collected the larger lumps of loose blockwork. To avoid them falling and causing damage. Now I have to decide how best to quickly close and smarten up the reveal. On both sides and over the top.  

 Dinner was tuna on the smaller, wholemeal bread rolls. Which I have for lunch every day. These are firmer and chewier than the larger, softer rolls. Which I have with marmalade morning and afternoon with tea or coffee. I thought the bigger rolls exposed the taste and texture of the tuna rather better. Still, it was certainly worth a trial.

 It was quite dark when a giant baler hove into view on the prairie to the north. Blazing all over with lights. As it turned to disappear behind intervening trees.

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