We had an early start for this flattish ride up to Chester and along the Wirral into Liverpool. Just as well as the total looked like topping 80 miles. With much of the route on A roads the morning was spent with our heads down and high visibility vests fluttering in the breeze.
Turning to ride due west towards Liverpool the wind was behind us for the first time in the trip and we made good time coming into Birkenhead with enough time for an amazing cake and a cuppa at the ferry terminal.
Crossing the river Mersey was a fantastic experience. It signified arriving in the North and to an area we both know well. It also meant that our friends could show their support which was very much appreciated. First to greet us were the Tamburros, who waved us through Crosby…
A little further up the road a spectacular display greeted us and the commuters who were headed home from work. Helen’s mum and dad had pulled all the stops out for their MacMillan themed blockbuster.
Just when we though it was all done, we were met by a guard of honour, dispatched from Ainsdale to see us home for the last few miles. All in all quite an amazing afternoon for which we were incredibly grateful.