Day 3 Taunton to Monmouth
A better morning, still a little cloudy, but a lot drier. We had an appointment for breakfast this morning approx. 11 miles into the ride, Wendy along with Bella had invited us, which of course we were more than happy to accept. Those 11 miles were on very, very narrow roads which was bad enough on a bike but poor old Steve was driving the truck, now Steve has done an excellent job in looking after us, he’s arranged stops, got food and drinks in the middle of nowhere for us, all in all he was brilliant, however reversing the truck to try and let a wagon past him might need a little practice, but a least as he drove off the bank it seemed to straighten out the panel so all was good. Back to breakfast, it was very good, full English with the best ever Lemon Drizzle to take away with us, I say us, somehow Simon and Gill managed to miss Wendy’s and were a good few miles passed before we all realised, not being practicable to turn round and come back, Steve headed off armed with bacon and sausage sandwiches for them.
After thanking Wendy and her friends for the hospitality I set off towards Glastonbury, which to be fair was a bit of a disappointment, well at least the bit we saw was, our route took us through a mixture of industrial units, Traveller camps and rundown areas. From Glastonbury we headed for Wells, along really quiet roads edge by dykes complete with Swans. Didn’t see a lot of Wells only managing to see the Cathedral Spire, before we encountered Old Bristol Road, which was a 6.5 mile endless climb, but as they say what goes up must come down as least there was a nice downhill after it.
A quick break at The Blue Bowl at Chew was followed by the ride into Bristol, on which we encountered our first “Road Closed” now “How Closed Does a Road have to be to stop a Bike” is a phrase which I did use a lot during our ride, on this occasion the workmen where more than happy to let us proceed as they were installing pipework along the middle of the road.
Bristol was surprisingly easy to navigate, via the impressive Ashton Court, once we’d passed Steve’s estate we dropped onto a cycle way which took us down to the A4. At this point the heavens opened, thankfully there was a cycle path alongside the road otherwise this would have been a very dangerous section of the route. Next point of note, River Severn then across the bridge into Wales, a quick stop at Chepstow Racecourse then on to complete the days riding, a great ride along the Wye Valley from Tintern to Monmouth.
Total Miles 93