So we started cycling in the dry for a change (for about half an hour). Meandered around the outskirts of Wells before starting the first climb of the day interspersed with variations on the "raingear on / raingear off" hokey cokey.
Views from the Mendips tainted by showers and more "road kill" than Hugh F-Wittingstall could cope with but managed an early lunch stop which caught the landlord of The Prince's Motto by surprise. He responded manfully producing some delicious grub with a pretty quick turn of speed.
Enjoyed easier post butty riding into Bristol and after a few route note consultations headed out under the Clifton suspension bridge toward Avonmouth - had an interesting spot of banter with a set of Royal Navy "Lejoggers" as Gareth did his best Lance Armstrong impression leading us past their chain gang (27mph uphill!!) only to be foiled by a set of red lights much to the amusement of Her Majesty's finest.
Made heavy going over the route through Avonmouth and onto the severn bridge facing stiff headwinds. Crawled across the bridge into Chepstow and headed onwards toward Monmouth.
Made heavy going over the route through Avonmouth and onto the severn bridge facing stiff headwinds. Crawled across the bridge into Chepstow and headed onwards toward Monmouth.
We stopped for a photo shoot at Tintern Abbey where we were caught up by the Navy again - we were offered chocolate by the RN support vehicle - great set of blokes.
Enjoyed a final sprint along the Wye for the last 12 miles - great not to have hills to negotiate.
Arrived Monmouth with another 66 miles under our belts. Looking forward to more hills and rain tomorrow.
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