We are now home again, having come with our bikes from Stamford's pretty station this afternoon. How we would have managed if any more cyclists had been travelling on our trains I have no idea: the space is ridiculously inadequate, I would have thought, especially at holiday times.
Last night, another kind B&B hostess gave us a lift to the local Woodnewton hostelry, where we ate as well as we had anywhere on this holiday: the food in Lincolnshire (and districts around) has made a very good impression generally, as has its hospitality. Having dried out overnight, again thanks to KB&BH, off we set on a windy, overcast morning to Stamford. This time we took the scenic route, via Nassington and Barnack: St John's Church in the latter was a-buzz with preparation for an Easter wedding, so we could admire its interior stone carvings as well as the Saxon tower.
Visiting Stamford was one of the main purposes of our holiday in these parts, and we were not disappointed. It's most unusual to find somewhere so little altered, especially right up against the A1. Caroline particularly enjoyed looking for scenes from the TV Middlemarch, which now, I see, will need to be viewed again.
140 miles biked (about): a very satisfying trip - and NO punctures!