Quiet night by the river, although I thought they were putting a market up around us when we woke up. Turned out to be a gathering of canoeists.
Drove up through Ross to knock on Margaret’s door. Guy used to work in the Woodman’s bike shop circa ‘83! Tears all round – it’s always lovely to see her and she seems to just get younger.
Down to the river again, to the canoe club campsite (a field 😂)- fortunately, despite the rain, the ground was still solid.
Mid afternoon, we walked up to the Royal Hotel. Guy had arranged a surprise meeting with his old cycling friend Shaun, who was totally shocked after what had been a really rubbish day for him work wise. We had a fab afternoon and evening with both Shaun and his wife Fran, much reminiscing for the cyclists. Cold walk back to our field and just about dodged the rain.
