Didn’t think I’d get another one in this month, but early this afternoon the forecasters withdrew their threat of rain this evening and by the time I unloosed my wage slave shackles, the roads were mostly dry. Unfortunately just before I set off, the forecasters reinstated their threat. But it was supposed to be short-lived light rain, so I withdrew the Boardman and off I set.
I was annoyed to see that I hadn’t turned the rear light off last time, so it had been blinking away for about 48 hours. But it was still going strong.
Cooler than of late and I wore a couple of long-sleeved layers up top and tights which kept me comfortable quite nicely.
Predictably, I did a Twycross, down to Ratcliffe Culey where I turned eastward the old way through Sibson to avoid the watery unpleasantness near the Anker, a bit further south. I decided to take a short cut to Fenn Lanes along Upton Lane, but on a whim – regular readers will know that I’m highly prone to them – I kept going straight instead of taking a right along Stoke Rd. I was vaguely sure that doing so would take me to Bosworth through Shenton. And I was right.
About four miles from home, the usual way from Bosworth, the rain started quite abruptly. Not heavy, but sharp and persistent. Fortunately it only lasted about 10 minutes.
Decided (another whim) to take a detour through Ibstock from Heather, haven’t done that for a long time. I get tired of Heather Lane and it can be a bit muddy in the wet.
That’s 31.28 and 350 this month.
As things stand I’d only have 789 miles to do to reach my 2019 target of 3000 miles, so I’ve notched it up to 3600. I suppose 4000 isn’t out of the question.