Market Rasen to Boston

Some days you just have to say, enough! This was one of them. The riding was fine, the head wind was present but not too arduous. It was those flies!  

As I cycled along through field of scorching wheat and barley I was covered head to toe in teeny black irritating flies. They got in my ears and up my nose. When I stopped to get them out of my eyes, for a second time, I decided that was it! The next campsite was mine. 

So I’m stopped 5 miles earlier than intended but I’m clean and sane. Tomorrow the hunt is on for gas. The wind direction should change and I’m off to explore the fens. 

Flies aside, it really is rather lovely cycling country.