Only ten miles today, across the bridge and into northern Bristol to another friend house. Bike lanes again with very little ascent and very little to say. Felt a lot longer and harder than it should buy the first few hours are always there one I whine the most in. The bridge over to Bristol had high rails running the view and by that point your feet are sick of tarmac.
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Swash Channel |
One unexpected beauty was Kingsweston House in the middle of Shirehampton Woods in Bristol. Only shielded from the city by a thin layer of trees its a lovely building with the grandeur it must have held back when it was build on acres on land.
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Kingweston House |
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Shirehampton Woods |
The day however started wonderfully with a cooked breakfast at one friends and after a short day time to catch up and hang our with some other friends. Once in Bristol I indulged with another bath, and spent a lovely day and evening with friends.
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