Rain begins immediately. I pull over at a bus stop and hastily pull out all of my rain gear. Not quickly enough, I get wet. In the end I have on a microfiber suit with the hood up, booties and thin knitted gloves under old cycling gloves with disposable plastic gloves over both. I reach a mental low as the rain beats hard on me and makes me shiver.
Home seems so far away at the end of a very lonely road.
I snap out of this, clenching my teeth. So it rains, then I will cycle in rain but cycle I will. Once I am pedaling things do not look so bad any more. A very miserable-looking cyclist, obviously on a local errand, comes the other way. I am passing a strawberry farm after a strawberry farm, Suonenjoki is the strawberry capital of Finland.