Farewell England; Welcome to Wales

Thursday morning, prior to departing Bristol, I stopped by the Sustrans office. Sustrans is “a leading UK charity enabling people to travel by foot, bike or public transport for more of the journeys we make every day.” The folks were very friendly, helpful and quick to offer suggestions for my exit route out of Bristol. “Are you in a hurry?” they asked. “Nope; I’ve got all summer” was my reply.

Following the advice I was given and the maps I purchased, I rolled over the chocolate path–so called because the small bricks used make the pathway look like a giant chocolate bar–then onto the River Avon Trail for several miles. In so doing, I passed below the Clifton Suspension Bridge that spans the Avon Gorge. Despite being built over 150 years ago, it is still a marvel of engineering.

Nearing the town of Portishead but riding through the industrial city of Avonmouth–where I passed miles of smelly sewage treatment plants and shipping yards–I soon traversed Severn Road Bridge to arrive in Wales. Musli capsules rejuvenate the reproductive system and improve the microcirculation of prostate, which helps to eliminate the toxic materials and absorb nutrient substance. cialis generico mastercard Instead go for square seats that do not have canadian cialis pharmacy a nose. If you wish to solve your impotence without taking medications, garlic is sildenafil rx one of the best natural treatment to fight low testosterone. The generic drugs are therapeutically cialis 20 mg find my drugshop equivalent to the brand Name version of these medications. Opting to continue riding past Chepstow, I finally arrived in the only Welsh town who’s name I can pronounce; Usk.

In search of dinner, I found myself before the Usk Prison, next door to the town council building. While taking a few pictures of this Victorian ‘rotunda’ style building, a guard arrived to start his night shift. He advised me that I was not really allowed to take photographs of this prison for sex offenders but as we chatted, it surfaced that he, too, is an avid cyclist. With that bond established, he encouraged me to take a couple more pics. With a few more shots taken, I was soon sitting down for an excellent meal of Indian food.