It was fair to say today didn't go to plan. One lake, no hills, no rivers. Overnight it had rained quite a bit, and it was raining heavily at leaving time, so we postponed. Although there was no organised rain pattern, clearly the Cambrian mountains were creating their own rain (orographic, so I was told!).
We decided to do a circuit of Bala Lake in the interludes between showers, and it proved a very mellow effort indeed. The wind had whipped up quite a swell on the lake so it was actually hard to pick out the swimmers competing in the triathlon that day - rather them than me!
Not quite what we had planned, but a chilled spin to help remove Saturday from our legs.