Ran around the bike path and back through the beach. Found a one legged old guy in a giant motorized wheelchair that had somehow driven off the bike path and gotten stuck in a swamp, so I pulled him out. Nice guy, then wanted to chat a lot, seemed totally oblivious to the part where both he and I were getting devoured by mosquitoes. As I was leaving I passed about a dozen people on bikes heading his way, apparently he had been yelling for help for a while and gotten most of the neighborhood across the woods fired up.
Made it to NB late late last night, then slept until lunch. Went grocery shopping, then Carol drove home while I ran. Got 2km before it started downpouring and thundering like crazy. It was actually kind of nice though, wasn't hot anymore, and I haven't really been out in a rainstorm since January...