This was easily the most interesting part of what was a fantastically dull part of the country. Not unpleasant, just a bit dull, but at least we were able to see some of it. There was a bit of rain, but we hardly noticed light rainfalls any more. We made our way to the Humber bridge (the longest bridge in Britain) via North Cave and Riplingham and headed across towards Lincolnshire - a big and almost entirely unexciting county.
This is Sam repairing yet another puncture on the road a few miles from the Humber:
And this is the Humber bridge:
Somehow we stumbled upon a bike shop just after the bridge in Barton-upon-Humber and picked some some innertubes. We would later regret not picking up a new back tyre for Sam's bike. From there we went through Elsham and Caistor onto the B1225 which we followed all the way to our campsite near Horncastle. I say the county is unexciting, although I should also mention that on a fairly sunny day it is very pleasant nonetheless. It was good to be riding through some decent countryside without getting soaked, although we did have a fairly strong wind to deal with - just not straight into our faces for a nice change.
96 miles done, tent put up and we were back on the bikes, unladen and almost weightless it seemed, and off to the pub in Hemingby. The Coach and Horses was graced by our presence at about 8pm and it was bloody good. Decent food, good beer, a pool table................. What more could we want? Pretty sure the Landlord gave us a few quid off for no particular reason as well.
We got slightly lost on the way back, completely forgetting which way we came into the village but found our way eventually and rode along feeling very happy with the days work, the moon out, sun asleep and a crispness to the air. Not a cloud in sight................
Day 28 review
Mileage: 96
Pints drunk: 6
Weather: 8/10 (not brilliant, but again the later part of the day was much better than early on)
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