In which progress is stalled by circumstance
Trip Start Aug 18, 2006
149Trip End Ongoing
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So, day one was a success. I set off at 0930, followed the 'Garden of England' cycle route from Gravesend to Chatham, and the A2 from Chatham to Faversham, arriving at 1730 with aches in muscles I didn't know I had, (it's quite possible that I didn't, in fact, have them, hence the pain). In my opinion the photos describe the scenery sufficiently, so I'll skip that bit.
I stopped for lunch in a country pub in Upper Upnor, near Chatham, where I got chatting to a history teacher called Sim, who was very enthusiastic about the trip, being himself a keen cyclist. A fully laden Koga Miyata 'World Traveler' is a pretty reliable talking point, as you might expect.
Arriving at my friends place in Faversham, barely able to move or communicate, I was invited [after washing] to go to an alternative music night at an old synagogue in Canterbury. Not wishing to be a martyr to my own ambition, I decided it would be rude not to. This, it transpired, was absolutely the right decision. More old friends were there and it was great to be able to catch up a little, before leaving the country for God-knows how long. The night ended with a lock-in in a Faversham pub until 3am, by which time I was as tired as I've ever been. Ever.
We re-surfaced around 12noon yesterday, hit the nearest greasy spoon, and then headed for the wonderfully ambitiously titled 'Herne-Bay Festival'. This constituted a bandstand and a van selling jellied eels [I figured if I was going to be open to local specialities and unusual ways of life on my travels, why not start with the boondocks of Kent? Jellied eels taste like cheap, nasty cat-food. Not even the gourmet stuff.] We went to the pub. Last night ended for me at around 2am. The others, being made of sterner stuff, danced around me (I'm told) until around 5am. Woke at midday again, too late to set off for Dover, so I'm relaxing and recuperating again until tomorrow.