Josie’s latest dispatch from the coastlines of the British Isles arrived today…
Hello and Hallo(ween) to all you fair maidens out there. You might like to know (tho’ you probably lost interest long ago) that I’m still alive having weathered a 90 mph gale (in my tent) on a cliff edge near Fishguard (they don’t call this Windy Wet Wales for nothing). Have now got frayed clothes, tent and nerves, to boot. On the up note, no mountain is now high enough (nor river broad enough) as payed a visit to hirsute Chris Bell, him of Highpath eggrings fame, and he fitted a 20-tooth chainring on board in my ever-searching quest for an easy life!
Greetings From Wales
More soon once I’ve dried out,
love a very wet cyclist.
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