February Bivi in the bag with Barney.
We chose a spot about 8 miles away to help Barney ease back in to cycling. The spot in mind was under a bridge that crosses a old railway line that is now long gone, however the distinctive hollow and land scars are still visible on Google maps and it shows up a dismantled railway on the OS maps.
Picking this spot as our option meant we could forgo a shelter and have somewhere under shelter to stand up and get changed if it was raining. It also meant we could use only bivvy bags. It offered a mixture of quiet country lanes with a few gravel byway, bridleways and no mountain climbs or horrendously steep hills.
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There were two pubs options en route and we agreed to go with the flow about dinner in one of them if at all. The first pub came and went but at the second pub we said we would just a have a drink and chat but the menu and availability of a table got the better of us!
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Game keeper pie duly dispatched we made our way up a gentle gradient that felt steeper then it actually is, I suspect the mashed potato weighed us down a bit.
By now the temperature had dropped and Barney was feeling the chill and possibly a degree of regret for wearing shorts

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Safely at our destination we noted the temperature had not dropped to much under the bridge and it felt slightly warmer.
We laid out gear for the night and marveled at the stars before turning in for the night
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Morning came after 8 hours of sleep and teased us with flickers of sunshine.
Once up and packed menacing clouds on the distant horizon reminded us Barney was wearing shorts and we had better get a move on.
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We decided to stick to tarmac and take the most direct route back home, Barney's choice of leg wear attire finally paid off when a lady from a group of cyclists we rode along side up the final hill made a flattering comment to him about his shorts which was along the lines off "I am glad I am not the only barmy person to be wearing shorts today"