We got up early and watched The Severn Bore at Epney, in Gloucestershire. Then, while the bore went around a loop in the river, we drove on to Stonebench and watched it go past again. A man let us watch it from his garden, right by the side of the river. The many surfers at Epney had disappeared by the time the wave reached Stonebench.
Surfers ride The Severn bore at Epney.
Our garden shed is a big seat with a cupboard attached, and there’s just enough room to store some garden tools and an electric shredder, which I keep meaning to put on ebay as it’s never used. However, a man needs a place to go and think and, in the absence of a suitable shed, I use a combination of the garage and a little room behind it.
My bikes in garage.
“…The little room behind it.”
Chili peppers from the greenhouse. They are dangerously hot!
South of the city of Bath is a cycle route which incorporates two former railway tunnels. We’ve cycled through them before (when I didn’t take a camera) but we went again a few days ago with two friends. Both tunnels have some lighting, and one of them has movement-sensitive music and illuminated speakers. A nice, reasonably easy, 13-mile round trip, returning to Bath via the Kennet and Avon canal. www.sustrans.org.uk.
Illuminated speaker.
Illuminated speaker.
Location of speaker. Flash used to show more than is usually visible.
Sal and friends leaving tunnel.
Priddy, Somerset.
Had a long walk, with views of Glastonbury, the Somerset levels and the Severn estuary. Starting and ending here at Priddy, on the green.
An exhibition of over a hundred sculptures at Gloucester Cathedral. The cathedral is a fantastic setting for some really unusual and exciting pieces. Watch the news report HERE.
Tour of Britain on Portway, Bristol.
I cycled into Bristol to watch the Tour of Britain arrive. I think there were more cars than bikes, each car with six or seven bikes on the roof. They all passed very quickly, which is the point of it all, I suppose. Forgot to take a camera, so this was with the phone.
A few days in the camper on the Suffolk/Norfolk border in East Anglia. We stayed in a great little site, almost “wild” with no-one else for most of the time apart from the friendly owners. We did some cycling and I distinguished myself by puncturing both wheels within a few miles of each other. On the way home we called into Aldeburgh where everyone eats fish and chips on the beach as a mid-morning meal. All very genteel. We felt compelled to join in.
Building in Saffron Walden, Essex.
Tautologous plaque in Saffron Walden.
Chimneys on road to Bungay, Suffolk.
Quinoa, growing by the road to Bungay.
Bungay, Suffolk. Where we had lunch.
Church in Hoxne, Suffolk.
Inside the keep of Eye Castle, Suffolk.
Church in Eye, Suffolk.
Aldeburgh, Suffolk.
Aldeburgh, Suffolk.
Aldeburgh, Suffolk.
Aldeburgh, Suffolk.
High tide at Portishead, looking approximately west towards Wales.
Martin's Mag. 
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