On Wenlock Edge

On Wenlock Edge there is mud, trees, more mud, and more trees. This is early morning just after waving goodbye to my dad. Two days ago now, but a continuation north. It was wood all day, apart from a brief view of the Brown Clee Hills, and then the Wrekin later on. In a Much Wenlock teashop I met a cyclist who had done LEJOG in 5 days. Yes - 5 days. 5 days. And he wasn't that young. Although he did go main roads every day. And it's only 874 miles if you do it that way! He was very encouraging of me, as was the tea shop lady who gave me some of her tips as sponsorship. And then later in the campsite my tent neighbours made me tea. It all seemed to come when I most needed it.