Day 10 - Bristol to Crediton

The men were well fed and rested after a night at chez Prime. Ready to go to war... and it really was war out there today.

Unusually Coxy felt 'really good' and was 'pretty happy with how we had done today'. Mike, Matt and Mark all felt rubbish after 10 days on the road. Sore knees, sore bottoms and sore legs all round. We thought Tim was going to come back for the last 3 days but instead it appears we've been joined by his weird American trucker cousin Billy Bob Ray (see photos).

The ride from Bristol was great and we had lots of support from the people that we passed. It would have been a lot nicer if it wasn't for a nagging headwind that we had to wrestle against. Before too long we had crossed the border into Devon. Then the fun really began....

Big trucks, lots of them. Then the A361 - Dual carriageway nightmare. We were within inches of being killed by a red renault clio who thought we might have been doing 70mph. Fortunately, the Poo God protected us and we made it out alive.

The final 15 miles were a real trial, grinding up hills with agonising knee pain into a rainy headwind is not fun. It finished Fatty off and as we neared the end he collapsed into lay-by (see photo). We propped his corpse into the number 2 seat and kept going but on the last hill the pressure got to Delilah and her chain snapped. With the finish line 500m up the road, we hopped off and pushed Delilah and Matt into Crediton.

Coxy has selected the most remote B&B in Devon, people die here and nobody knows. However, it is beautiful and Tim and Matt have a wet room... It's reet posh. For dinner we have selected £100 of the finest Indian Takeout.... 4 gas-turbines for Delilah tomorrow might just overcome the headwind.

Last big day tomorrow, early bed, lots of anti-inflammatories, we will be ready for battle once more.

Today Distance - 75 miles
Total Distance - 773 miles
Today Ascent - 1362 metres
Total Ascent - 11774 metres

Total fried breakfasts - 53