31.08.2012 - 01.09.2012 13 °C
Ah - the Cheshire plain. Fast miles again, but no hills for will. The towns passed quickly - Nantwich, Middlewich, Knutsford. The Stockbroker belt and footballers homes gradually gave way to canal towpaths and industrial towns like Wigan and Chorley. Somewhere in the great conurbation (near Leigh?) we stopped for lunch at a pub. We're getting used to asking the bar staff to fill up 8 water bottles. Its so tempting to get a pint of beer, but we all know that we'll never reach our destination if we start down that route. One good thing about burning several thousand calories a day is the licence to eat a great deal more than we normally do - including copious amounts of carbs. We ended up climbing the lancashire moors above Blackburn to our destination at Mellor. We made a rendezvous with the mother ship at the Boddington Arms near the BAe factory. We then drove to a drizzly campsite at Longridge - the nearest we could find to our route. This is the first time we used the chocks on the mother ship to stop her rolling down into the valley. The rain on the roof made it easy to drift into sleep. Tomorrow the delights of Lancashire and Cumbria.