The Final Push

It's only quarter to eleven and we're already in Ormskirk (in a contemporary tea room nonetheless)! As we've taken the most urban route possible we've been going at a fair old speed along the A roads. Not the most scenic by any stretch of the imagination but I think everyone just wants to get home now.

Set off in full sun just before 8am along the A41 to Birkenhead to catch the Mersey ferry at 9am. Arrived with a good few minutes to spare except we were at the wrong terminal. Luckily it only took us 5 minutes to get to the right one at Seacombe, and with enough time to buy a breakfast pastry and partake of the FREE tea & coffee.

We've been round more roundabouts and through more sets of traffic lights (about 67) in the last 30 miles than we have all week.