Day 7: Wadebridge to Land's End
Well, it's taken me a while to get round to finishing these posts, and I might yet do a final reflections one, but here I am, nearly three months later, finally giving an account of Friday 16 June; the last day of the ride. It was day seven, but in ride time, day seven was still several hours away from starting. What was bonkers about wondering the night before about whether I could complete the ride within six days, was that at the start I was really not sure if I could do it in seven, and was thinking eight or nine was more likely. Yet here I was, early on the Friday morning, thinking that if I'd pushed that little bit harder, or perhaps not got injured, maybe I could have done it quicker. I'd done something easy to make myself a little bit quicker as the weather seemed set to be warm and dry in Devon and Cornwall; I'd left my sleeping bag at home in Churchill and swapped my bivvy bag for my lighter one. Not only did that mean I was traveling a bit lighter, it also me...