What a waste
As you might imagine, emotions were running high as we parted from Alan this morning. 'Thank Christ he has gone' said Neil wiping a tear from his eye. 'Too bloody right' I replied with a quivering voice.
We set off up our 4000 foot hill in good spirits and were at the top by noon, though our spirits were by then a tad lower. In the early afternoon we cycled past a digital temperature display......40 degrees C!
By the end of the day were had squandered all the height gained and we are more or less back at sea level at the top of lake Garda. We are knackered.
For each of the next two days we have to climb TWICE as much. Bugger.
We set off up our 4000 foot hill in good spirits and were at the top by noon, though our spirits were by then a tad lower. In the early afternoon we cycled past a digital temperature display......40 degrees C!
By the end of the day were had squandered all the height gained and we are more or less back at sea level at the top of lake Garda. We are knackered.
For each of the next two days we have to climb TWICE as much. Bugger.
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