Well after a few days in London spending time with Aaron and Connor, and exploring around the place and being a tourist, It was time to get back on the bike and start heading towards Oxford with Reading being the roughly the halfway point.
Note to self, do not do this again. In the past when I was cycled through London it has been 4 o’clock in the morning having just arrived from New Zealand. Today of course it was during a regular day so I had to deal with the traffic and bike pods or roots did not seem to make any sense at all but seemed more to be like an obstacle course set up to annoy the cyclist. As you can tell I am not enjoying cycling in England. It was only a short day really about 70 km in all but it was an exhausting day and one of the things I noticed is that the traffic really takes its toll on you not so much for a danger perspective but the fact that it is constantly there and it is noisy and it drills into your head.
Anyway, I have made it to a pub just outside of Reading despite the gale force wins which obviously didn’t help given that they were against me and I am knackered. In fact today has been my slowest day due to the constant stopping for traffic lights, getting my way through gates, and the wind. So my bike and I are now in the hotel room and I’m letting my legs recover.