By the end of the day we'd got wet three times. Was this trip a good idea? Yes, we must be mad! Moral, was low, and we'd had to break out the emergency jelly babies. As we arrived at last nights campsite the storm was unrelenting and we had nowhere to shelter, until John noticed a small covered seating area near to the children's clubhouse. That'll do us. Eventually the weather broke, tent up, wet clothes in a tumble dryer and a hot meal inside us restored our faith in cycle camping.
