Who'd have thought it?

David and I both took the day off on Thursday and took advantage of Sheridans kind offer to drive us and the bikes to Bath so that we could cycle back. This was an ideal training trip. It was just over 100 miles and generally could be considered and easy ride as the route is fairly flat and we had a forecasted tail wind.
By the time we had travelled to Bath and fiddled around in a cycle shop it was 1.00pm so we decided to get cracking and stop for lunch after the the first 30 miles. This seemed to work well as we were approaching Marlborough at about 2.45pm and spotted a pub sign that looked very welcoming. We turned off the main route onto the country lane but could still not see the pub. We went down the road, down the hill, round the corner but could still not see the pub. By this point we were a bit frustrated but in the distance we could see a village. Sure enough we arrived in the village and saw the pub despite it now being well out of our way.. However, it looked good and we were ready for our late lunch after a couple of hours of cycling. The garden was sunny and we found a place for the bikes but the backdoor of the pub was closed. And then....would you believe it the front door was closed and it turned out that the whole pub was closed at 2.45pm on a sunny Wednesday. When we saw the name of the pub it all made sense.

The trip was routine and we finally arrived home a little weary in the early evening and I am glad to report the the kitchen at "The Beacon" was not closed.