National route 7 through a thin veil of misty hazey haar type stuff

We had planned a ride along the Glasgow Harbour to Bowling section of  National Route 7. We expected fabulous weather. We should have known better: we wake to find that the glorious sunshine in Glasgow has been obscured by a mist. Or was it merely a haze? If we were over in Edinburgh we would probably apply the lovely term 'haar' to the phenomenon. What ever we call it, it persists all day.

Glasgow sky: indistinguishable from river

We followed the plan anyway. All along the route it seems that people are behaving as if it was the promised glorious day. Lots of people about. Smiles everywhere, polite sharing of paths, dogs and children kept under control. This in stark contrast to parts of the route which are thick with broken glass. I wonder  where the angry anti-social lot that created these hazards have got to. No sign of them today in this would-be-sunny-if-it-wasn't-so-misty fineness.

There were many fellow cyclists about. Nearly all breeds spotted. But sadly not anyone from the frog family. Help! My Chain Came Off gives a great demonstration of this cycling family style. Where were those frogs today? Maybe off somewhere with the bottle smashers.

Largely dry rain

That totipotent rain from last week became largely not rain. It did for a while transform itself into smir, but mostly it was distinguished by its absence.

This morning I awoke to hear the Radio4 weather report announce that there was very little rain about. I rarely rely on these without some head out the window verification action. Radio4 headline weather is always about the South-East of Britain. Very often this is the opposite to the West of Scotland. But today even the 'North of England, Northern Ireland and South West of Scotland' section warns that we will be 'largely dry'.

Largely. How large is that dryness I wonder. Head out the back window I see only bright blue. Head out the front shows black. So probably we will be largely dry if that big section of black moves somewhere else. And so it did. We had a glorious day.

Glasgow sky: the border between largely dry and largely wet