The two days in between had been spent getting better and also being fed carbs at every single turn I took. (Thank you Danie)
Cycled from the point I stopped on Friday to Ironbridge where we had stayed the night before for breakfast.
15 miles before breakfast- a sure fire way to make sure you finish it all.
Cycled down to Kidderminster. Had a lovely lasagne (veggie) in the De Beers garden centre and the staff there very kindly donated £15 to the cause. Thank you! Off through to Worcester.
Managed to infuriate a ‘serious’ cyclist for a good few miles by keeping up with him with all my luggage AND then doing the unthinkable- over taking him. My cheery “Mornin!” was met by a grimace.
Arranged to meet up with Kai (my nephew and Claire’s son – 3 1/2/ now) and his dad Chris in Gloucester. He’d just had chickenpox but still pretty cheery considering and was just so lovely to have a big hug and a kiss from him.
A sublime cycle down the A38 to Bristol- sun came out and my average speed was up to just under 16mph for the day.
Coming into Bristol and Mr Allen had overtaken me in the car and flagged me down to say hello and well done!
Mum and Dad had set up camp on Horfield common (5minutes earlier), and greeted me with some extremely enthusiastic flag waving. Great to see them.
Home sweet home- but not before the Gaits (pupil and fellow school governor) pulled up to welcome me home- very touching thank you!
So- a much, much better day. The sun is out tomorrow and the winds- so the gods would have them- are due to be pushing me onto the home straight.
What favourable weather for the last two days. And yes- I do feel like I thoroughly deserve it.