Ah yes, Id just got past the quagmire. Bike is a mess of mud, Im a mess of mud. Ill have to deal with that later. What lies beyond? A completely different welcome from John O groats last year. In fact there is no welcome at all. Im on my own...this side of the fence...down at the beach the mexicans are enjoying the sun. The "monument" of monument road is closed off (no idea what it is or for). Better not incur the wrath of the border guards. So I take some piccys (hope to post tomorrow) and contemplate the return.
First up was the quagmire. This time I dont even try to cycle through and im laughing at myself for the lengths Ill go to! The bike is out of the mud but I cant avoid my second feet wetting.
The bike is a mess. Nearly every night Ive been able to take the bike into my room. Not tonight unless I clean it up!
I begin to retrace my steps...into the wind!...tbc
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