Hot, very hot. We set off along Colston Road with the intention of making Littlehempston. This evaporated by Staverton Bridge, where the bunch arrived to find Luke already in the river. We pressed on into the village and made our way to the weir, a bathing spot to rival Spitchwick. For a pleasant half hour nearly everyone (except Michael and Richard H) got at least their feet wet.

Strenuous cycling seemed inappropriate so we returned via Barkingdon Manor and Green Lane.