75 miles.
Well that was better. Still a few hills worthy of damnation, but the worst is over.
A quick run down to Exeter and then out towards Honiton for a late lunch at a farm shop, followed by a rhubarb ice cream (bracing but delicious). It was slow going picking my way through the villages of the otter valley, but was able to get some speed up over the last 15 miles into Glastonbury.
Daphne at the Pippin bed & breakfast was very helpful, phoning round for a pub still doing food at 9 on a Sunday night, and also giving me some sponsorship money!
Moony Goes To Scotland 