It took me a little over two years to crack, but as penance for a rather idle week I finally donned reflective vest and road shoes tonight for what the roadies call the “Full” Dungworth (evidently the Warting equivalent of Dungworth “direct”). The entire sorry tale would be revealed below, but my battery ran out in protest.[gpx2graphics map 480]
Certainly not as much fun as a Wart, but we were back to the pub 15 mins earlier, and it’s just possible I’m a wee bit fitter as a result. Back to heather bashing next week, if we’ve not all fallen out in the interim …