I remember the canal at Fromista.....
It was early morning, still dark, when someone behind shouted 'ooh, look at the sunrise' I turned, and there was indeed, a spectacular sunrise. The sun was rising through the thin clouds, giving them a wonderful orange and red glow, and its reflection was playing on the still water of the canal. Breathtaking. My photo does not do it justice at all.
I heard the first blood sucker approach my ear at the same time as I became aware of one on my arm. I began to swot and flap at them. Behind me, others were frantically doing the same. The peaceful moment savouring the beauty of the morning was completely shattered and we all made a dash to complete the canal section as quickly as possible.
By the time the sun was properly up, the mosquitos had gone for the rest of the day, no doubt well fed, to get ready for the next batch of unwary pilgrims the following day.