Yet another hot summer evening allowed for swimming and grilling afterwards, but before that the trail led on out alongside the Marchfeldkanal and - who would have thought? - after half an hour of creepy crawling through the road maze in that part of town on over to the Donauinsel. A mean checkpoint with a steep climb to follow enabled the walking pack to easily overtake the few remaining runners on our way back and nearer my swimming pool to thee, so to speak. A cruel hoax (where is Slush Puppie when one needs him?) was the promise of a beer stop which of course was not kept. thereby increasing the Hares inpopularity. But those thoughts were washed away in the pool after the run.
|A frolicking couple in the water!|
All pics from this run can be viewed here.