Heat, hills and hospitality

12 days of cycling and 12 days of consecutive sunshine. I was almost tempted to post the waterproofs home, but then I remembered we’re now heading to Scotland. We’ve now cycled up through Cornwall, Devon, Somerset, along the Welsh borders, into the North West, across the Mersey (not literally) and on to Preston, and we’re not even half way. (Yes, Scotland is bigger than you think!)

The beautiful weather, the glorious English countryside, and the amazing generosity of friends and strangers have kept us going through the tired legs and at times relentless hill climbs. We have been completely overwhelmed by people’s hospitality: having twice found ourselves stuck in strange towns with nowhere to stay (because of fully booked campsites and B&Bs) only to be taken in by strangers, given beds, gardens to camp in, hot showers, hearty breakfasts, even a free and extremely high quality meal in THIS fabulous pub in Dulverton, in support of the cause.

After a much needed rest day, holing up with wonderful friends on the South Blackpool coast,  we’re now raring to hit the road and face the hills of Cumbria and Scotland. Please, please keep that support coming in – there’s still a long, long way to go to John O’Groats. Your solidarity – with us and with the pepenadores of Oaxaca – keeps us pedaling on.

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