Day 7

This morning we got away quite promptly around 9 and of course there were three of us, two Andy's and myself.
Once we got out of Bolton's industrial hinterland the country opened up into rolling hills and fields. I would rate the first half of the day during as in the middle of the days so far, not the hardest but by no means the easiest either. It gave Andy a good sense of the ride to date. I think he was concerned he might hold us up, but to be honest we have not been racing along, this is an endurance event rather than a sprint. Andy was very complimentary about how well we looked and were holding up - I think he feared he was going to find us physical wrecks.
We had lunch together at Great Mitton before Andy peeled off towards Clitheroe to get the train back to Bolton.
After that we continued along our ride to Sedburgh. I think we knew it was going to be tough and boy were we right. We gradually climbed up and first the arable land gave way to grazing then finally we were up on the fells with only sparse grazing, few trees, windswept sheep and drystone walls.
Some of the climbs were killers. The one to the Cross of Greet stands out. 200 metres climb in about 1 mile and a cruel headwind.
The last 10 miles were easier with gentler countryside and a tailwind for a change. But Andy was not able to enjoy this fully due to neck ache from his rucksack and saddle sores.
As for me I am tired and achy but no serious problems (touch wood).
Although it was tough this afternoon we were treated to some spectacular panoramic views of this stunning scenery. Sorry to keep you waiting but I will upload them on my return.
Got to the Inn around 7.30 which was a good achievement.
Over dinner we discussed whether to change our daily routines to allow more time for the challenging days to come. We will try and get away earlier, and try for shorter lunches. Sitting down for a pub lunch is proving to be a killer. Our legs seize up and the first half hour riding afterwards is difficult and painful. We will experiment with shorter, stand up lunches.
Sadly Alex will not be able to rejoin us, he has been advised to take it easy with no exercise for the next three weeks. So our band is down to two.
I cannot believe we are half way! There are still over 500 miles to go and I am sure Scotland has some hills for us. But I cannot help feeling thrilled and elated at what we have done so far.