No connection last night, but plenty to report.
Moulam was last seen with the Hotel Receptionist, discussing pastie recipes.
Bullers did not see a sign 12 foot high and reversed into it.
McNulty slipped on a bridge and fell into a weir - the bikes OK though.
Fuller reports to follow, and we will keep you updated with latest photos as we progress.
Two hard days work - 181 miles and lots of rain, though the wind has mostly been behind us.
Most of the wind has come from Howester and Syrup following a diet of tuna sandwiches, pasties and T bones.
Bullers, Kav, Margaret and Moulam have done a great job in support, and our thanks to NMT crane hire for the use of the van - indispensable!
Still, enough kindness.
Kav was weighed in as the heaviest - explained later by his constant comfort eating of Snickers bars. He is like a bulimic, only without the vomiting.
Bullers had a millinery incident - his suit carrier suffering a fall from the makeshift rail he has created in the van. He also tried to cut up all the cyclists, whilst simultaneously blaming the 'ginge winge'.
Oakley has kept us all comatose with tales of white line painting - really something to be missed!
Pags has developed the pervert look, complete with mysterious glasses and a rather revealing tight pair of cycle shorts.
Brownie has a gimp like Greco-Roman wrestling outfit, and we have been offered money on several occasions by farmers' cousins in the middle of Somerset.
Lous(e) has struggled along with the Howester to change gears, and the click of derailleur has been replaced by a mallet like thumping as encouragement to change gear.
Flame did a stunt fall on a bridge - sliding Starsky-like through the safety barrier into a weir!
Margaret has been the calming mother figure.
More to report later!!
Bren
Moulam was last seen with the Hotel Receptionist, discussing pastie recipes.
Bullers did not see a sign 12 foot high and reversed into it.
McNulty slipped on a bridge and fell into a weir - the bikes OK though.
Fuller reports to follow, and we will keep you updated with latest photos as we progress.
Two hard days work - 181 miles and lots of rain, though the wind has mostly been behind us.
Most of the wind has come from Howester and Syrup following a diet of tuna sandwiches, pasties and T bones.
Bullers, Kav, Margaret and Moulam have done a great job in support, and our thanks to NMT crane hire for the use of the van - indispensable!
Still, enough kindness.
Kav was weighed in as the heaviest - explained later by his constant comfort eating of Snickers bars. He is like a bulimic, only without the vomiting.
Bullers had a millinery incident - his suit carrier suffering a fall from the makeshift rail he has created in the van. He also tried to cut up all the cyclists, whilst simultaneously blaming the 'ginge winge'.
Oakley has kept us all comatose with tales of white line painting - really something to be missed!
Pags has developed the pervert look, complete with mysterious glasses and a rather revealing tight pair of cycle shorts.
Brownie has a gimp like Greco-Roman wrestling outfit, and we have been offered money on several occasions by farmers' cousins in the middle of Somerset.
Lous(e) has struggled along with the Howester to change gears, and the click of derailleur has been replaced by a mallet like thumping as encouragement to change gear.
Flame did a stunt fall on a bridge - sliding Starsky-like through the safety barrier into a weir!
Margaret has been the calming mother figure.
More to report later!!
Bren
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