I jumped out of my sleeping bag at 7 o’clock to the sound of a tractor very nearby thinking I was going to be splatted as I was led on a track alongside a farmer’s field. When I looked around me I saw a rather startled dog walker approaching with a big surprised smile on her face. The tractor was in the field on the other side of the hedge and I was in no danger of being run over!
With such a start to the day I packed up, chewed down 2 fruesli bars and got straight back onto the canal tow path coming off at West Lyng on the A361, not too busy and a nice ride to Othery.
I’m going back to Othery. I was gagging for a cup of tea and some breakfast and just as I had given up on Othery being able to offer me any such thing the last shop I saw was what looked like a corner shop. I saw bakery and cafe through the corner of my eye and did a u-turn to check it out. It’s the best bakery I’ve ever been to, I started with a coffee and a doghnut and then went for poached egg on toast with a cup of tea, just like a hobbit having first and second breakfast. There were so many goodies crammed into such a small space I wanted one of everything; if I had been in a car I probably would have!
They gave me some antihistamines and took me on a tour of the bakery and out back to the privy so I could splash my poor eyes with some cold water. They were so friendly, I knew I was back in Somerset – the first place I note on route where I have noticed that there is an accent and not just people that have moved to the area. The lady gave me a fiver for the pot too.
I climbed up to Shapwick and then along the Somerset Levels along the B3151 all the way to Wedmore where I stopped for a pot of tea and sent texts telling people how close I was.
I carried along on the B3151 and a cyclist rode alongside me to Cheddar, I’m not used to cycyling with other people and I was really aware of oncoming traffic (in front and behind) and he wasn’t budging for any of them, I felt rather embarrassed in fact! He was used to riding in groups of people so thought nothing of it.
I missed the cycle track I was looking for going past Cheddar Reservoir but it was no longer going by road. I decided at the other side of the reservoir (the Strawberry Line) to hard core it up the A38 to Bristol and home.
It seemed to take forever, a mixture of hayfever, tiredness, sun and hills taking their toll and the climb from Sidcot to the Airport took ages! So close, yet so far. I eventually caught site of Bristol and Barrow Lake and plodded along until arriving home gone 5pm. HOORAY!
31.7 mph MAX 9.4 mph AVE 5 hours 11 minutes 29 seconds 48.64 miles
260.2 miles total