Day 6

Wet once again describes today. The night was wild with wind and rain from every direction. Mark has now sworn to never sleep in Marc's home made tent again. Apparently it has its own micro climate and is wet whatever the weather. The morning's riding was a real low point for all. My thumb was agony after the previous days crash which did have the dubious advantage of making the lovely towns of warrington and wigan pass in a blur of pain. Just before lunch we finally found an open bike shop and some waterproof overshoes and gloves cheered me up. My feet may still be wet but warm beats freezing. The day brightened somewhat with lunch in preston. Chris and Mark can be seen below shopping for doughnuts! The scenery improved as we went north and Lancaster was a breath of fresh air for cyclists with sensible cycle routes which were actually signposted! The campsite was a little less inspiring and the sky promised more rain. Mark threw his plastic survival bag at Marc and dived into Chris's dry tent.