The captain is particularly afflicted with digestive turbulence today and he pre emps his disposal of wind by standing out of the saddle. I like this new system as it averts surprises.
Our route takes us up the A 38 and it's far from pretty but it knocks a few miles out in rapid fashion. A supermarket lunch is consumed in the prettiest place we can find overlooking a tattooist and a fishing bait tackle shop, we both agree that we could have done better.
Our route then takes us on a cycle path heading to Clevedon. We chase a stray goat (as you do) and driving it into the middle of Clifton rugby club where a minis competition is in place. to our surprise no one bats an eyelid and we assume the goat must be a recognised part of the community. Skirting the M5 we follow a beautiful road to Gordeno where we hook up with the cycle path that takes us over the Avon. On route we poke a motorcyclist in the eye with our flag - he's not happy but in contempt of his attitude we conclude he deserved it anyway.Following the Severn Beach Rd the bridge is crossed and we are in 'The Land of our Fathers' - Whos coats that jacket? I enquire as we approach the outskirts of Chepstow - 'Excuse me your wearing my brother' and the like. We have run through four counties today on the entry to Wales and it does feel like a milestone.
Enjoying our end of day pint we are honoured to be partaking in conversation with 'The Cheif Crown Prosecutor for Wales' I suggest that this must be an interesting job? He agrees and we leave it at that??
Whist I write the blog Capitano is grabbing a nap. I pick him up on this and the answer was predictable, ' I've been driving all day'
94 miles today and 4160 ft of climbing but after the moor and Cornwall yesterday it felt like a recovery ride. Into Shrewsbury tommorrow all being well
Over and Out ( The goat herders)