Ascent: 2,526 feet
Average speed: 14.01 mph
Pain ratings-
Adam: 3 (ready for the mountains !)
Alan: 3 (bottom settling down)
Neil: 8 ("sorest bum in Christendom")
Mood Music
Adam - When will I see you again, The Supremes
Alan - Assume The Perpendicular, Divine Comedy
Neil - Yellow Submarine, The Beatles
Today saw us heading north through the highlights of the industrial and post-industrial north-west. Names like Warrington, Wigan and Preston came and went and, without wanting to appear Southernist, it really was Grim up North. To round off the full-on "wish I was elsewhere" experience the skies opened and we arrived at the Hotel Ibis on the far side of Preston thoroughly soaked.
Every cloud has a silver lining however and today's was the fact that we pressed on undaunted through the very worst that the north-west can offer (including the random closure of the road we were supposed to be travelling on, resulting in a journey of over 100 miles). Real team-work came to the fore with the Prof leading our small band through the snarling, swearing, pot-holed streets of post-apopyolitic Wigan like a latter-day Scott (only he lived to tell the tale). We feel as though we have found our "legs"- that moment when the day is no longer spent assessing aches and pains and we can just concentrate on cycling.
Shap Fell tomorrow. A real climb.
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