Upnarth - Sunday

Steve is leading us south today, into Derbyshire, going into Rochdale, but we're the only cowboys we see.

Except for the cold and rain, we could be back in Medellin, Colombia.

but at least the toilets have a little character 

Stopping by a reservoir 

A dry lunch just before the rain comes

We almost escape the worst of the rain until the end of the day, when it really pours. Soaked through, the cold rain seeps into my gloves, into my boots, through my trousers, and into my underwear - although oddly, it's the latter that occurs first.

Fortunately it's the end of the day, so it's not so long until we can strip off and drape our things across Steve's radiators.

207km, another cracking today.