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Day 4 - the worst day I have ever had on a bike. Set off late as had to wait
for pharmacy for drugs for Achilles. Before long we were in the middle of
nowhere in torrential rain and the headwind from hell, my average speed was
even less than yesterday! By the middle of the afternoon I was soaked to
the skin and bordering on hyperthermic. With no villages or towns for miles
and miles for some rest
bate, i changed out of all my
wet clothes in a derelict
barn putting on my sleeping
clothes instead. By early
evening I had a very upset
stomach, having to make
emergency stops behind a
hedge every 5km or so (still
in the torrential rain and
gale force winds). Just gone
11pm I finally limped into a
b&b, with not one good
thing to say about the day
other than thank goodness
it was over! Only 230km,
averaging just 15km an hour
because of the wind. actually I do have one good thing to say... I have never
met more wonderful people in the world than the Irish we are crossing paths
with on our route. Such amazing acts of kindness to us all day long.

I have had to scratch as my Achilles is well and truly buggered. Im absolutely
gutted. Despite the doctors telling me not to ride yesterday (because they
always do) i dosed myself up and rode on. But this morning at 4am when I
headed out on the bike I couldn't even tolerate the pain for 100m. It was
excruciating. Too many events coming up the rest of the year too damage it
any further, so despite my disappointment this adventure is over .

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