Yesterday another sunny pleasant day, but on my wheelie home in my chair I saw tbe clouds gathering and had my suspiciona. I arrived home, began to write on the computer outside on the porch and the heavens began to dim the light switch. Suddenly there was a flash,  waited a little and then the crash arrive. It had also begun to rain in the meanwhile for the first time in a month. I was not unhappy, just changed my position to inside. It is rare to get a thunderstorm in late Autumn.

My lunchtime sleep was not so calm and peaceful yesterday. As I lay in bed I heard them thundering past on the main road.

Yes, it was Harley Davidson day at the HESO, our local spring trade fair. The men in their noisy machines were arriving one by one. I am not actually a fan of bikes but when you have a gathering of so many bikes in town you wheel along to have a look. It was the last day of the fair and I wanted to see the motorised monsters in person, not only the bikes, but the guys were quite an interesting species.

It was strange to see our quaint little old town with its cobblestone streets having the men on the motor bikes driving through. Actually they parked their bikes at the exhibition, as well as in town,  but now and again took a drive through.

I was fascinated by the whole thing. I heard a driver saying that it was planned they would all leave at the same time later in the evening. He also said something about 800 bikers although I was not sure about that, although it could easily be. It only happens once a year on the last day of the fair. I was snapping away and taking photos, and I cannot even ride a bicycle.

I had a last look around in the tents and discovered a table tennis match. Another show from one of the many sports clubs we have in the area. Now the fair is over and I will have to discover something new for a few photos. We now have November and the second Monday in the month is always market day in town, so my next photo experience will probably be next week. In the meanwhile I will content myself with daily events, cows, ducks and horses.

As I crossed our Kreuzacker Bridge, the one where no traffic is allowed, our local swan family were having a swim.

Mum and dad were again at the back and front and the cygnets in between, although no longer such cygnets. The babies have grown and will soon be out of the ugly duckling phase. They will be the swan family for next year.

I then wheeled over the bridge, back across the next bridge – my usual method – and home along the path on the river bank. I am becoming quite a regular on my wheelies. People greet me on the way, and I often see the same people taking their daily walk. I will miss this a little in Winter, although sometimes we have good days if it does not snow too much or cold temperatures where the rain freezes.

Today is one of those grey days and I do not think the sun will poke through, but you never know. I have some shopping to do. I just got an advertisement from our village restaurant that after at least a year it will be opening again next week and I am invited to a free cup of coffee and a croissant.  At last we have a restaurant in the village again, although I will not be a regular customer, it is just nice to know that we have one.

And one last look as some bikers were leaving. Have a nice day everyone and quiet. I appreciate the silence of the village since our bikers have left.