10th of August. Foreboding.

The forest is starting to get to me 60km of nothing but trees and the road is very lumpy. Really steep short hills with a healthy headwind  make hard work. Resupply in Soumalmi as it will be a while before I can get more. Just as I leave town it starts to rain. At 80km I think about calling it a day but I come across the Winter Road. A 20km memorial to the winter war. Its made of hard packed dirt which makes a change. In the middle are some trenches used during the war. As I approach the green zone it gets darker and darker and I get an ominous feeling. 15km out I hear thunder rumbling in the distance. 5km out lightning flashes. I get to the border take a pic and retreat. 5km back and the weather is already improving. Is this a sign. To rejoin the highway you can cut down a country road made of gravel. 15km of it make for an interesting ride.