Since we had not been to the shops the night before and had that hairpin to start with we decided to have breakfast at the YHA.
In Croatia we were ready to go on the dot 9:30 every morning no matter how fast or slow we were getting ready. This trip it was a 10am start no matter how much we faffed.
We managed to cycle up the hill, it is amazing how steep things are when you are tired.
After two days of nearly hot weather and plenty of sun we had a bit of a cold start into the wind.
Even with our tired legs we then made good time to Newent where we had a long pub lunch and probably the best sticky toffee pudding with ice cream we ever have had.
Just as we had had enough of the busy B4241 we found a cycle route for the last few miles into Gloucester. Though there was a bit of confusion at the junction of the A40 and something other big road thing. But we managed to find our way via the “scenic route” which looked more like a left over building materials land fill.
In Gloucester we managed to have a quick look at the docks and the cathedral before we retired to a pub while waiting for a train back to London. No, no, we didn’t eat again, just semi slept and relaxed after a brilliant mini cycling tour.