Another Dip In The Lake?

Naturally the following day is a gloriously sunny one. We have a breakfast bacon roll sat outside the waterfront café and watch some strange souls who have retuned for another dip in the lake.

Then we pack up and head back home, detouring down the A1/A614 so that we can stop somewhere for a Sunday lunch. We end up at the Old Red Lion at Wellow, somewhere that I’ve passed often enough on several bike rides including the Great Nottinghamshire one. It serves us a decent roast and some half decent beers too.

(Sunday 7^th September)