Thank goodness for tea!

A slightly blurry picture of me in Thrapston at the tea stop. We had cycled 22 miles into a brittlely cold head wind to get there, so tea and cake was much appreciated. The ride home should have been easy, sun and tale wind plus fuelled by tea and cake. However it was not to be. I found the cycle home quite hard, but more emotionally than physically. My heart just wasn't into it to day.