Clun youth hostel gets the prize for the most picturesque setting - and Clun's pubs served us a good dinner and hearty breakfast. As for the cycling, it wasn't long before we were greeted by an enormous hill (getting a wee bit fed up with them now!) - then the first disaster of the day - I had a puncture - just as Sam, Ian and Kate disappeared over the brow of yet another hill. Standing forlornly looking at the back wheel, I had to put my non-existent bike mechanical know-how into action. Got as far as trying to get the tyre back on when an elderly (but hardened) lady cyclist arrived and saved me! Just got the wheel pumped up and on the bike when Sam, who had cycled 4miles back up the hill, arrived!
Later, Ian found some well earned comfort in a pack of four chocolate eclairs, and Kate did some impressive run training trying to escape a very persistent bee who seemed convinced she was a yellow flower. Meanwhile, Sam was earning yet more Yellow Jerseys powering up all the hills. It was a long day and our longest so far - 80 miles - or 88 in Sam's case (sorry Sam but hooray for the lady!). And, I have to say, I have never seen such a welcome sight than Runcorn's Holiday Inn!
Two full bellies, ready to start the day...
Kate and family!
That's meeeee! I'm one of those bottles xxx
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