Day 4 Glenfarg to Gretna.Aches and pains...If Saturday was like a stage in the Pyrenees, Day 4 was like Paris-Roubaix. The roads, while not having pot holes, resembled the cobbled roads of north France and Belgium. Obviously with the motorway just to my side all day, the roads that I was on have just been left for years without being resurfaced.
It took a long time to get the legs moving today, 40 miles in 4 hours is not good. A 5 mile detour due to roadworks, sending me back down the road I had come from, did little to lighten the mood. Going over the moors would be lovely in the car, but on the bike it was quite lonely and tiring into the wind. There were not even many cars to occasionally give me a draft.
Eventually I arrived at Abington and I stoped for essential fuel - Burgerking. it was here that I realised why I had been so slow for the first part of the day. Abington is pretty high up, so I had been climbing slowly for most of the previous 70 odd miles. At least that meant that the rest of the day was more comfortable and I picked quite a bit more speed.
Today looks like being the worst day weather wise so far with high winds and rain. time to get the rain jacket out.