A long and very involved day. I left Brid slightly later than planned and the strong southwesterly meant I was never going to make up much time. Hull branch was very welcoming in spite of their basement still waiting to be tackled some three weeks after the flood devastation - a reminder of why they need funds. Still - I left Hull in good condition.
Now, those of you who've been following this blog will know that I am prone to getting lost from time to time but surely not even I could fail to find the Humber Bridge; it's massive after all. Seeing it was no problem but I seemed to cycle under it three times before I finally found the toll-free cycle path. Worth it in the end though my photo skills don't do it justice (hence the reason for showing you me outside Hull branch rather than the more obvious photo op of the day).
It was on the way to Grimsby that I began to realise that a) I'd undercooked the estimated mileage for the day and b) I was going to arrive very late unless I got a wriggle on. So I took advantage of the westerly, tucked myself into a Bradley Wiggins style time-trial position and just pelted down the A180 dual carriageway doing 12 miles in just half an hour.
I still had a lot (50 miles) to do but the sun shone and I arrived safely in Boston (114 miles in total; my tour record) at 7:30pm - with all my thoughts on tomorrow; the last day.
Pre-tour estimated miles: 100
Actual miles: 114
1 comment:
David,
I waited for you on the A16 just south of Grimsby until 1.30 pm, but assumed that I had missed you. Now looks like you had not arrived by then.
Great achievement - hopefully you now get a good rest for the remainder of your sabbatical.
Best wishes
Peter Roberts
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