It happened in Ipswich and it happened again in Leicester... the person who'd agreed to be my Human Sat Nav for the next ride just went AWOL. I called, I left messages, I sent a text and I tried their e-mail address... no reply at all.
In Ipswich when that happened I asked the audience if anyone there could help me and got the excellent Dave so I thought I'd try the same in Leicester. I wasn't disappointed... I got the brilliant: Kirstie and Mike
When I tried to work out the route for myself I couldn't see a way of making it much less tan 80 miles but Kirstie and Mike got it down to 68 miles... here's the route we took:
And as you can see from the uppity-downity chard, there was a lot of climbing:
I think this means we were climbing for nearly ten whole miles at one point - from mile 49 to 59. My thighs definitely agree.
Here are a few photos from the day, starting with the classic - almost cliched - picture of a swan and a wheelie bin:
I don't remember it being called that when I was a lad:
And here we are at the end: