Shropshire is quite big, it turns out. If you recall, it was badly flooded in many parts last summer. And no wonder, we thought, as it rained for almost all of our 40 mile morning cycle to Shrewsbury. However, Shrewsbury seemed like a lovely town, full of winding streets and medieval buildings and we had lunch and more real ale at the Three Fishes pub. The first day with no bike breakdowns, and a reasonably early start, meant we managed to arrive at 'The Dukes', somewhere between Whitchurch and Wrexham, around 5pm. The Dukes is a 15th century farmhouse, and now family home of Brian and Rosemary. They also do a nice line in hospitality, driving us to the local pub for dinner (and back) and huge breakfast the following morning. 64 miles (again). Soaked in
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