In the morning, some more work on the trench. I got out an auger drill attachment to see if we might be able to bust through the clay with that and then come back with a shove to finish the job. In the end, we determined that the mattock (which I learned today comes from the Greek: μάκελλα) was, in fact, the better choice.

In the evening, a little surprise. In a nearby town, there’s a lovely little ice cream shop in an old train station. Looking about for rides on Strava, I figured out that we could in fact ride there by bike without encountering any truly busy road.

And so after dinner, we made the jaunt. It’s nice to go for ice cream and realize when you get back home, you’ve already burned all those calories.