The wind continues (and I dont)

I am not feeling great this morning and the wind is still a battle. At 11 we arrive in a tiny town with cafe, supermarket and campsite. The next leg is 40km into the wind and the next campsite is out of reach. I make the tricky decision that I should stop here and rest, whilst Günter will carry on. I am sorry to say goodbye.
The next day it is my turn to head over the moor into the wind. Its a long slog. The promised drop in the wind and increase in temperature does not materialize. Nor does the sun. Its 1 degree and blowing hard and completely exposed. I try sheltering for a snack in a holllow - which is the best I can find. The sheep have also obviously had the same idea so it is decorated with sheep poo. Even once I am on the top the wind does not give up and I still need to pedal… downhill. But eventually I am around the corner whizzing with the wind and in no time at all I arrive at the ring road, the petrol station and the bus stop. Success.Read more