All went to plan and the train was on time, with just a bit of stress getting the bikes and luggage on board.
Good journey, just a few minutes late arriving at our change over in Birmingham. There was apparently something wrong with the train and everyone else also had to get off there too and board a replacement train for the rest of their journey.
The train from Birmingham to Lancaster was on time, but lots of confusion about which platform it was on and a more stressful and last minute loading of the bikes.
No real worries though and on our way again, however then the train stopped at Preston because of a fire on the line ahead of us. Waited around for a while and then we all had to leave the train as it was now cancelled.
Darren took this news quite well, and that we were on a cycling holiday so why not just add an unexpected 30 miles to the journey at 4.30pm?
I didn't take it quite so well as I had expected to spend the late afternoon strolling along the seafront with an Ice cream enjoying a relaxing day before the start of our bike tour.
We set off and I did calm down a bit and see the logic of not being mad about cycling on a cycling holiday.
But then on a speedy bit, a bee or wasp hit my head and somehow got stuck in my sunglasses, buzzed really loudly and then stung my face.
I hit it hard and sent my glasses flying across the road and Darren didn't hear my scream and disappeared into the distance!!
It hurt and rather set back my improving mood, but of course, I had to carry on.
The route was then genuinely pretty, but I was very pleased to reach Morecambe at 7.15pm and we found a chip shop. It only took cash and I only had £10 so we couldn't afford fish, but we spent every penny on chips and gravy and ate it on the seafront.
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