Soooo. . . I made it over the mountains unhurt (apart from a few bruises) and discovered that my legs had found a new lease of life. Suddenly i could cycle along the flat sections at 15 miles an hour and go over the lumps and bumps at more than the 4 miles an hour that i had started out doing. The road was good, the hills (the big ones anyway) were behind me, and a beautiful river valley stretched out ahead of me below. The rain stopped and the sun (tried) came out. The suicidal animals returned, in the form of sheep, hundreds of pheasants, the occasional squirrel and some small bird, who all tried in their turn to kill both them and me by darting in front of my wheels, standing stupidly in the middle of the road as i was hurtling along or flying at my (thankfully) helmeted head. Having dodged all these bullets, i arrived at my b and b, elated with the day, the climb, the weather and this beautiful country. It was a shame not to see the lake and the dam but i pass another tomorrow on my final day and as a friend texted me earlier, wales will soon call me and my bike back, though perhaps with a car as well next time! Looking forward to seeing the coast tomorrow but also slightly sad that this journey is coming to an end shortly. Have to start planning the next one!
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