We set off this morning from the edge of the Jurassic Coast, an area famous for the fossils of dinosaurs encased in the rock of the cliffs.
Speaking of cliffs, we started the day by climbing an enormous one, before dropping down into the lovely town of Lyme Regis.
On the seafront is a statue of Mary Anning, one of the best fossil hunters ever.
I have always been a keen beach comber and had to have a look on the beach. I was very pleased to find a little rock that to me looked like a tiny piece of dinosaur bone and popped it in my pocket.
We left Lyme Regis and scaled another mountain before swooping down to Charmouth beach.
We stopped for coffee and sat in a howling gale on the seafront chatting to a very friendly Austrian teacher about our journey.
Next door to the café was a fossil shop selling ammonites and other finds. I had a quick glance around and was slightly disappointed to not find anything similar to my mini t rex bone.
As you can see, the weather is looking grey and we were starting to see the arrival of Storm Floris.
The next part of the journey was a bit inland and not quite so hilly, but never flat. Gradually the weather got worse and we stopped for a long lunch break to shelter for a while.
Then it was back on the bikes, and the final quite long leg to our hotel in Weymouth.
Our arrival into Weymouth was a great disappointment with gridlocked traffic on a rundown looking seafront, although we were also tired and the rain and wind didn't help.
However, after a rest at the hotel we tried again and the difference was spectacular.
The sun was out, the sea was calm, the traffic had gone and there was a helter shelter on the seafront.
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