Song of the Day: Brothers on a Hotel Bed - Death Cab for Cutie
Country: England
Distance: 107 miles
Yeah, did you notice that? 107 miles? That is a century folks. On a bicycle. The English have a delightful way of calling it a "push bike". I think of it more of as a "pedal bike", but it is their language. All of this on a fully loaded touring rig as well. Woo-hoo.
Got up, had breakfast, and packed. I was on my way by 10:00. But I had to stop for some last minute pictures in York. I was actually on the road by about 11:00. From there it was just a slog all day. For most of the day the weather held. Windy, but not bad. The terrain was also fairly flat.
Oh as I was leaving York, I met an older gentleman who told me to go to Du

I also got directions to Shouth Sheilds (near Newcastle) from a security guard there. He was cool and seemed more than happy to talk. I would have stayed to chat, but it was another 20-30 miles and it was starting to get dark. Fortunately the rain had pretty much stopped at this point. It was dark by the time I got there. I eventually found the camping spot. I was so exhausted I just ate a cold can of soup, took a shower, and went to bed.
I really busted my butt getting there. Literally. It was quite sore. Took me about nine and a half hours of cycling to do. It felt good to accomplish the feat, though.
-Dravis
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