Burton Bradstock, Dorset coast. This is the Jurassic coast, named after the
fossilized remains of knackered pre-stone-age cyclists who lost hope on the
hills, lay down, died and were preserved in limestone. No blog post last
night: we were in the bottom of one of those Devon valleys that block
mobile reception. Then this morning's ride was characterized by several
extra miles while we looked for the right road. Eventually we found it: up
the side of a 1 in 4 hill. At least the weather's nice.
