A dull start in Hindon

The long pull uphill to Hawking Down.

At the top; now we can talk!

Kay, the birthday girl, distributes the cake.

Snug in our luxurious coffee-stop barn.

Rex and David chat amongst the fertilizer bags.

Back on track.

The muddy bit on Cratt hill.

Then down to Chicklade and the A303.

Another down towards Hindon and lunch.

The only stile.

5 shillings a gallon!

Dining in state at the Lamb Inn.

"Oh, that Peter's so drole!"