Into England again

The consultation with Merv required Andrew to treat the affected parts with Sudocreme and gauze plasters. This is all very well in principle! But in practice Andrew realised he had no chance of hitting the spot in a section of his body he’d actually never seen (if you get what I mean). So he asked for a volunteer! This is where Andrew finds out who his real friends are. Steve looked horrified and tried to run away! Like a game of knockout, Pete was promoted to Andrew’s best mate!

This was the briefest visit to wales - over the river and we were back in England

The route was through the Forest of Dean then along the Wye valley - beautiful part of the world. I must come back and explore.

We had rain at times but not as bad as forecast, which was a bonus.

We covered 3 counties today. Gloucestershire roads are now top of the leader board for quality - Herefordshire okay - Shropshire largely untested so far.

It was Pete’s day to get the feeding wrong. We had lunch too early, in Ross, as there wasn’t much else along the way, and his batteries went flat 10 miles from the end.

More climbing than the day before, but better climbing than the first few days.

JR and Liz carrying our bags made things a lot easier.

Staying at the church inn in Ludlow - rather better but more expensive than last nights rather tatty and run down gaff. In fact it’s fantastic, with the best menu in town.

Stats : 65 miles, 4619 feet

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