Cyclists tend to obsess about the weather and once again we were miraculously lucky today, passing several places bearing the signs of recent showers but not getting caught ourselves. Thom grudgingly conceded that the hour of extra faffing in the morning had probably got us in to the right weather window.
Days 4 and 5 have been treated like recovery rides after the tough journey across cornwall and devon. Legs are starting to feel good again and everyone should be going well after a good nights sleep.
Having hopped the border back in to england, we spend the night in church stretton in shropshire. Tomorrows leg will see us in to liverpool or thereabouts. The miles and the towns are becoming one big blur now, its a little mind boggling to think that we'll be 'oop north' when we struggling on the cornish curtsies just a few days ago.
Went for a Chinese tonight. Whenever I meet chinese in small regional towns I always feel a strong urge to embrace them and thank them for defending their lonely outpost on behalf of the motherland. Managed to keep things business like and ordered a kung po chicken with extra boiled rice.
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Are you going to do a gratuitous climb up the Long Mynd?
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