Day 4: 177km to just South of Shrewsbury. Pissed it down for most of the day, everything wet. Lovely riding through the Welsh valleys, more hills… Had the biggest bowl of pasta I have literally every eaten (which is a big statement for me to make).
Word of the day: Lush. Invented solely to describe the Welsh borders. It’s use in any other context is incorrect. I think the Cornish invented the word ‘hill’, but I’ve decided the Welsh are fully entitled to use it.