Diary - Day 29

This turned out to be a major turning point of the entire trip. After weeks of wind and rain we felt like we may have just got lucky and skirted the floods, but today the severe weather warnings were back and by midday it was bucketing down. The weather had become progressively worse as we headed south from Horncastle to Boston along a dull selection of incredibly flat roads and by the time we began heading East towards King's Lynn we had just about had enough. Sitting in a pub near Holbeach we listened to weather reports suggesting flooding was imminent, watched it pour down outside and weighed up what to do.

I doubted that we would have trouble with floods, but there was a chance of it happening and besides which I didn't want to spend 3 days ploughing along flat and chronically dull roads getting soaked. We took the sensible option and cut out East Anglia. Heading South past Peterbrough, through Whittlesly and onto some of the most boring roads this country has to offer we were stopped by another puncture on Sam's bike. This was a brief respite from boredom, but eventually we ended up in Little Staughton, our minds for once number than our arses.

After we had decided to cut off a massive corner of the trip the weather had become better, just to be even more annoying I assume, but we were getting soaked again by the time we pulled into the campsite. Tent up and we were looking for a place to eat when the people in the tent 20 yards further along asked us if we were hungry. 2 minutes later we were munching through barbecued food and getting mildly wetter despite being under cover. A little while later we were in the pub and that was it for the day. Possibly the most interesting part of the entire day was seeing a squirrel. That's it.


Day 29 review

Mileage - 95
Flatness factor - 101%
Dullness factor - 1001%