DAY 3 – I KNOW! I’M AN IDIOT…

Day 3 –  Taunton to North Bristol (58.93 miles

“If it’s easy,  you’re not trying hard enough “, I said. “Or you’re an idiot”, I thought…

A nice “easy” 50 miles today, early to hotel, daily chores/washing etc out of the way.  That was the plan.

58.93 miles later and much more climbing than anticipated, with to be fair, some feisty descending (47.5 mph max speed), I arrived!

Mentally, spirit felt slightly better today (last nights blog entry reflects a lack of energy, so, sorry). Physically, still not getting it right with liquids and food. I’m finding it harder on my route to stock up, when you begrudge carrying things that weigh something!

Anyway, my new favourite road is the A38, or at least the part until it gets to the turn to Cheddar…

I know, I’m an idiot.  I turned right and decided to tick off another “must do” off my bucket list. Hence the 8 mile detour to Cheddar Gorge and the ascent of said place.

AT THE BOTTOM OF THE CHEDDAR GORGE, AND I ALREADY LOOK KNACKERED!

Passed by many cyclists, including a couple on a tandem, I made it up The Gorge without stopping. Interestingly (to me, if no one else), it turned out they were also LEJOGGERS, but had a big camper van and drivers for support. When I pointed to my pannier, after being asked about my own support, I got a telling “High 5! Respect!”, then some funny looks.

I paid for the dalliance by having to climb daft little farm tracks and then their monumental descents that you get when playing in the Mendips, and then enjoying the inevitable payback-climb until I got back on the A38.

Bristol centre was buzzing today in the Indian Summer, with everyone seemingly out to enjoy the day, and they seem to have their attitude right towards cyclists as well! Hurrah for Bristol!

Albeit, an uphill slog (are there any others?) to the hotel, that was the only downside. I’m staying at the Lodge On The Park tonight, courtesy of Chris, the GM & Irvine Aldridge of Shire Hotels. My room is fab (very “posh home” feel, and not “hotelly”) & the power shower (digital, I’ll have you know!) is probably one of the best I’ve been lucky enough to use.

THE SUN HAS BEEN FIERCE & THE CYCLISTS FABLED TAN LINES ARE COMING OUT BEAUTIFULLY. APOLOGIES FOR THE ARSE IN THE PHOTO! THAT’S ME.

I’m no hotel critic, but I can say that the Calamari starter followed by the chicken & mushroom pasta were absolutely spot on, and was matched by the service. The draft Warsteiner also has assisted in my recovery!

I’m on a night off, given I’ve got my shortest day tomorrow, so am living it up by drying socks and repacking my panniers!

Good night & “Chapeau!”

Chris

3rd September 2013

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