Where to start... I was bouncing on Friday morning. Literally. Before 7am.
We left London in decent time and stopped to chat with Rachel's aunt and uncle a few KMs out. My aunt Aurelia tracked us down in Woodstock.
In New Dundee this beautiful family was waiting, and maybe giggling just a bit.
Then these crafty bakers popped up next:
And then there was a lot of girly squealing and screeching with some of the many fantastic women of Woodland:
It was finally time for hugs from Hunses.
And then more patient cheer-ers showed up.
What a great day of colliding worlds. Thank you for all the love, support, encouragement and interest in our journey.
Welcome home, if only for a day. YOu forgot to mention the chocolate bars waiting at the end of the ride.
ReplyDeleteThose were from you? Thanks! I'll admit, I wasn't hungry after all the baked goods, but many cyclists dove right in!
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