Hey Hey and a Big G'Day toya,

As thunder rumbled, wondered I:             How come this grumble from the sky?      
And lightning flashed and tore asunder,         This very sky that I stand under!   
Hot and humid was the day,                In that sticky summer way;            
And hot air thought it would be wise,          To take its stifling clouds and rise.     
And so the clouds of cumulus,              Gave themselves and upward thrust.   
At break-neck speed, they did collide,         With cold air on the other side.     
Hello! Said hot air to the cold,               (Which made the clouds upset, I'm told.)
For at their tops, in their defense,            They carried anvils, quite immense.     
But hot air flashed cold air a smile,           Which could be seen for many miles;
And cold air cried in great delight,            Which shook the sky with force and might.
Clouds, unimpressed and unafraid,           Began to rain on their parade.
But people just below on earth,               Alarmed at hot and cold's great mirth,
Dropped their chores and ran for cover        To give privacy to these two lovers.     
For love, although we think it warm,          Can be as violent as a storm.  
                  Thunder Storm by Kathleen M. Martin

Strange that as the end of term draws near my peddles and I finally found the ride I have been searching for the entire year I have been here. When I first moved to Shangrao it was the northern parts of the outer city area that I first started riding but I never really found anything too appealing so I moved south and across the river. A few weeks ago though I found myself re-wheeling some of those first small roads.

This time though they took me much further than I expected.

Maybe in the beginning, being new to the area I simply didn’t see much further than my front wheel and was a little worried about getting lost. This time I rode a few extra hours north into the mountains and spent a few days getting lost down small tracks that led to tiny villages and ended in rice fields deep in the mountains. The heavens though have been totally against my exploration and my bike and I have been left high and dry at home.

The sands are now almost completely in the lower chamber, the weather wet with daily storms and sadly this will be the last 'Bike Adventure’ blog that I will post from Shangrao city. I just wish I had more time to explore this area as these are the only photos I have from my few rides there. Just one or two sunny weekends would have been nice, but that was a little too much to ask of this fertile part of the dragon. I was thinking of staying an extra week at the beginning of the holidays but with the weather the way it is I’m sure it would end up being just another week spent indoors.

That is not how I wish to begin the 2012 Summer Beers N Noodles Adventure.
As usual I still am without any sort of plan but it will begin in...... 
Beers N Noodles toya…..shane
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The soundtrack to this entry was by Eddy Current Suppression Ring
The album was ‘ST & Primary Colours’
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