Hi all, today was a real nasty day if I’m honest and was by far the most urban route of the trip so far passing through places such as Lancaster, Preston, Liverpool, runcorn and Chester. If it wernt for our I pods I am not sure we would of made it, but don’t worry avid blog followers there was still lots of gold to write about. We left the hotel and had to cross a road to get started, the father of another rider happened to comment on how professional we all looked, so as I kicked off for my first pedal stroke I looked back to see ben falling over and landing with a crunch, not so professional now are we, great start.
After around 20 miles we saw a bike shop and payed it a visit, as in true Shane style he had worn his cleats to destruction and wanted a new pair. After the shop attendant had angle grinded off his cleats we were good to go but had lost an hour in the shop. Lunch was the best part of the day and old drive came up trumps again. Not long after, ben got his first of 2 punctures and set about changing it. We were riding into a massive head wind all day and it was starting to grate on us and really slowed our progress. After a little wee stop ben fell over for the second time and managed to cut his leg, fair play to Shane who simply got his phone out and took a picture rather than help the poor chap up, ben was having an absolute nightmare and I had to hide at the back for a good 5 minutes laughing as hard as I have for some time.
As the ride was drawing to a close we found our selves trundling along the motorway, god knows how. Shane decided that this would be a good time to get a puncture and nose dive into the first lane. We rocked into the hotel at around 1930 absolutely shattered and ready for some food. Chris’s brother Rob and his Mrs have just joined us, which is nice to have someone else to talk too coz the other lot are doing my head right in. That’s all folks, thanks for all your support so far.
James.
Wickes jogle 2012 