Yes, it's hot.  But we've seen worse haven't we my friend.  There was that day east of Warnambol when the chip seal melted and the chips stuck to the tires.  A few revolutions later we had flats front and rear.  So we pushed for a mile seeking shade to repair the punctures.  And the flies  Ah!

 

And there was that time in Zamorah.  Ah!  But not now.

 

Yes, it's hot.  But we expect, no we seek that.  Don't we my friend.  Because shade and water defeat heat and we are prepared.  And the sun also sets.

 

But the cold…Ah!  It always wins.  When we work hard my friend to stay warm we get wet and the cold wins.  If we do little work to stay dry we get nowhere and the cold wins.  Do not forget our climb to Eisnerz my friend, 48 degrees, rain, wind, 11%.  Ah!  But for the onion soup at Prabichl I'd have turned back.  And that long descent into Dolgellau.  Ah!  We were not prepared.

 

Do not forget, my friend. Ah.