And to every trip and travel there comes a journey’s end. Saturday morning also dawned clear after a night of rain. My hosts, Netsanet and Misrak (and Nathan, Jaden, and Lewi from oldest to youngest) treated me to a cooked breakfast of sausages, eggs, toast, and orange juice. Not to mention a lovely cup of coffee!
And then I was on my way…and in 10 seconds it was raining! At the first petrol station I got under cover and put on my waterproof trousers which stayed on the rest of the day even if there was only a couple of showers to ride through. I went to Holmforth from Leeds and tried to see a friend there, but he was off playing tennis so I spent a couple of hours moving south through the Peak District, making a stop in Bakewell to buy a mother’s day gift for Tammy and get a sandwich and a drink. I may not have gotten very wet, but the wind felt like gale force!
And then it was make my way home by as direct a route as I could, arriving 4.00pm in the afternoon. All told, I got 847 miles on the bike on the four days of the eight that I traveled. I saw some great scenery along the way, the landscape of Celtic Christianity, great experiences and new friends, and a lot to tell Tammy and some practices to introduce into my life in following Jesus. I suspect some of these will show up in future postings as I reflect on what I have learned and am learning.
For more photos, go to www.facebook.com/timothy.c.aho. Thanks for reading and following my adventures of the last 8 days!