Emotionally that is. Woke up grumpy as didnt like campsite and my knee still hurt. But once i got going was really flying and enjoying it. Rocquefort was an interesting place although it appears wierd mental drunks dont just wander around Gloucester... Leaving the Roc was bloody impossible and had to go on massive dual carriageway bridge thingy-scary even with bike lane! After desperate attempts (and wrong turns) to avoid a second massive one i conceeded and crossed that too. I finally saw the sea today whoop whoop. All in all 8-9 hours cycling!!!
Roadkill:
Massive and too horific to describe(think tarantino) but possibly a goat.
Massive
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