Rocking it.

A Baltic swim definitely cools but Liz needed a little quality shade time before we tried the climb to the Rock Chapel again. Equally, dripping in a church probably isn't the done thing. Less coach parties at the chapel this time though it was still pretty busy & despite the signs indicating silence, it was anything but. An official resorted to a stern warning & then the most mellow & drawn out shhhhhhhhhh you could imagine - possibly a doped up teacher pensioner. Liz chilled & I mooched. The plan was to follow the cycle path back to market square taking in a city vista along the way. Road works & my inability to signal my intentions led to a fraught Liz - hot, bothered & not happy about having to go on the roads. An orange juice wouldn't cut it but that was all that was going. Thankfully post orange, the cycle path became more reliable & flatter. Stopped to watch in wonder / horror at Finland's highest bungee. The cycle guy was a little bemused that the bikes were wheeled up rather than ridden - the final hill was the final straw. Weariness meant eating in & a short walk to the icebreakers.Read more