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Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
18 miles in the pouring rain with a bitterly cold easterly wind, just to make life that much more interesting. I was amazed by the fact that my coat and waterproof trousers did their job - just wish my boots had done the same thing.
Did I say 18 miles in the rain? I meant 17 as on the last stretch, the downpour was downgraded to a drizzle before stopping altogether as I turned up the drive. Just the weather gods' little joke, I guess. Hilarious. I was laughing from my shrivelled and shivering fingers (numb enough to make changing gear a bit "challenging" but not numb enough to stop them aching from the cold) to the tips of my equally shrivelled toes, sloshing around in what felt like several litres of water.
Did I say 18 miles in the rain? I meant 17 as on the last stretch, the downpour was downgraded to a drizzle before stopping altogether as I turned up the drive. Just the weather gods' little joke, I guess. Hilarious. I was laughing from my shrivelled and shivering fingers (numb enough to make changing gear a bit "challenging" but not numb enough to stop them aching from the cold) to the tips of my equally shrivelled toes, sloshing around in what felt like several litres of water.