Sunday brought Howard into the fold so 4 plucky chaps emerged into a rotten forecast...
30 miles to the quaint market town of Burford and a tea shop stop.
Matt would not share his scrambled egg so we were all chuffed that he got indegestion!
Knee pain for Simon was not a good sign for the last 20 miles..
Jackets on for the last 15 miles as the heavens opened... All fairly visible except for Steve, our very own Milk Tray man!
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