From the beginning I was in trouble. Couldn't even keep up with Marcus. Spent 150 km struggling. By Hay on Wye I was only 20 minutes ahead of the control closing and had pretty much given up. By then my only companions were a very wheezy man with a dodgy GPS who I followed in circles around Monmouth, and a man with a belly so big he could have had another cyclist stuffed up his jersey. Got lost. Rehearsing my excuses all the way. Best I could come up with was "too far".
great cycle on my way back now bristol
wales was standing
old people really friendly\
lots of people have a go on my bike
I followed the root like I was playing pacman
as I had put the route in my phone
but I didn't have all the information I need
I have gps location of the checkpoints but I didn't know what to do when I got them.
so I spent half an hour looking around the west end cafe for someone with a stamp. until patrick showed up and told me to ask behind the counter.
I biked on to the coast and started back, I was cutting it fine. as I was on the edge of the time limit, so biked until naked. (I think he means knackered)
I fell asleep, side road on the bike agenst a wall in a lay by, nice old lady sore me and called an ambulance for me. ofter a long talk me saying 'I just need to sleep please go and let me' thay insisted and Took me to hospital, said I could sleep there. Didn't have your number, and stewart did not have his phone. From the hospital I bike to cardiff. I stay tonight at my aunties. On to bristol is where I am now just about to get the train back to Penzance. I'll be more prepared next time, big sure that the organiza as my number, and I have theirs.