Wales day 2

After yesterdays reasonable weather, set off from Cross Hands for Llantwit Major in pouring rain - 45 miles of motorway spray etc but the gear held up and dry as a bone. Thought my trousers were letting in but it turns out its water pooling in my bike seat. The covering has a basket weave effect and I reckon it traps the water a bit more than a smooth finish.
Usk and Monmouth next, then over to Worcester and then home. Set the sat nav to favour minor roads after Worcester which was interesting - took me through Coughton Ford amongst others.

The thing with fords is that you're never sure how deep they are, but you do know they can be very slippery - plenty of green slime on this one! Parked up and decided to wait to watch the next car go through - had a good 5 minutes wait before a range rover went through and made a really big splash. Still couldn't really see how deep it was and I wasn't about to wade out to the middle to find out. That got me thinking, so I went and had a look at the adjacent footbridge which looked a possibility on the bike. I'm stood on the bridge and I hear a bike approaching - its a youth on a Honda C90 and he's straight through no bother, although I think he showed off as it did cough a bit as he came out and the splash soaked his jeans & trainers. So, the big jessy on his big trail bike plucks up the courage and through he goes. I guess its about 6" deep as the front brake discs are just getting a dipping. Get a bit fed up of country back roads with gravel and grass up the centre of them shortly after that so head home asap.

Sun comes out at Nottingham and get home at 4 o'clock in time to vote in the next lot of crooked, selfish, grasping control freaks.

Another 350 mile racked up today, so a new back tyre will needed after next weeks Highland Invasion. Not a bad little trip over the two days, and 15 RBR landmarks in the bag - only 74 more to go.