And it pours in England

Today we started and finished our ride wearing short sleeves and sunglasses, but boy was the weather different in the middle. We rode into Wiltshire during a complete downpour that caused horrendous riding conditions. The road was awash with water and it was like riding through a river. As each car or lorry passed it threw a wave of water over us, these waves might not have been Southern Ocean size but I did watch one go over Catherine's head (I ducked of course).

Driving us on through the rain was the knowledge that our children, Daniel(5) and Toby(3) would be waiting for us in Marlborough, ready to wave the flags they had made whilst staying with Grandma. (The flags were supposed to be a surprise but the boys were so excited they'd let slip the secret on the phone the night before).




Marlborough is my mum's birthplace so that's three out of four 'roots' complete. Tomorrow we head for Cornwall where the challenge continues as there will be harder hills and a forcast of more rain. So time to end on some words given to me by someone who knew something about persistence:

Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence.
Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent.
Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb.
Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts.
Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent.


(posted on Thursday when we returned to a land with modern comms)