Had camped on grass next to hedge on some downland, not quite so warm as the previous woodland but there was little frost on the grass. Minor roads and paths to Long ashton and what looked like quite the climb on my map to Leigh woods certainly felt like a long climb, odd things turn up on our journeys and someone obviously had a passion for making plastic milk containers into an art form.
I crossed the area towards the Clifton suspension bridge which was as impressive as i had imagined (woo it’s a long way down), and into Bristol.
i moved down to the dock area of Bristol and of all the surprises while concentrating on trying to get a good photo of the SS Great britain (which turned out badly) a fox came jogging by. There seemed to be a show based around Italian vehicles in the town, lot’s of cars (old) had got there early and were parked on display in the pedestrian area’s along with a group of scooters.
While sat enjoying an after breakfast smoke literally hundreds of Italian motor cycles came into town (City), most were Ducati but i did notice other marques including an MV agusta (a rare beast indeed).
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