The clock has stopped

Peter Puffin wants to hit the road and is sick of sleeping and eating. Peter has found a good place to sleep in my helmet but he want the wind in his feathers.

Today will be tense waiting to hear about Ross' bike. I feel a little guilty. My bike feels like a lounge chair and is very comfortable whilst the boys bikes will be like sitting on a bar stool for hours (well sometimes that might be better.)

We went to a great Mexican restaurant with Ann and Roger Greene. I am sure Ann and Roger are looking forward to getting their house back. Four marauding bikers clomping around eating and drinking. They have been great hosts.