That was crazy madness. I’ve cycled over the Gotthard Pass, and the Grand St Bernard; three years ago I cycled from Lands End to John O’Groats, that 900 miles in 6 days. But Wiltshire’s 1 in 5’s in the dark after a long day’s work was a real struggle.
I kept trying to remind myself it was a beautiful night with moon and stars. A fox ran across the road surprised by my bike light, passing just three feet from my front wheel.
When I dreamt up this idea in January, I didn’t think it would be such a challenge.
A good day nevertheless, which ended with a welcoming group at Broad Chalke where we talked of prayer, and said compline together.