Fred Whitton Route...

Mental!

They started as seven.

They picked up a stranger and continued as eight.

Only one finished.

No prizes for guessing which one.

A horrible day weather wise. One by one the boys packed in during the course of the day. By the time 7.30pm came, one cyclist made it home on two wheels.

If you look up the route, you'll see why.

Randomly, they have the cutest looking sheep in the lakes. I've no idea what breed they are but they look more like dogs than sheep.