Bath to Tormarton 18.5 miles

Alison waved goodbye and drove away down the narrow lane from Pennsylvania farm and in a minute she had disappeared from sight. I find it always hard starting out on a journey by myself, but once under way I relax and enjoy the moment. Perhaps I am just very poor at saying goodbye. I followed narrow tracks past travellers wagons and trucks parked in an old lane before crossing the busy A4 and finding the cycle path that leads from Bath to Bristol. After a few miles and having been "buzzed" by  middle aged men in Lycra, I left the cycleway and joined a footpath that took me along side the river Avon. I then headed into the hills to join the Cotswold way. The sun had broken through and I peeled of my layers as the path rose upwards.The Cotswold way is fairly well signed, but has occasional moments where it does not bother very much and you and your map are left to fend for yourself. My afternoon settled into its routine of ups and downs, of wind and sun, but as always happens when I feel hungry,  there is nowhere to stop. I face the fact that I am going to have to eat another Milky Way when out of nowhere, two miles from Tormarton a burger van is parked in a lay-by. As is the case with this type of "dinning" it usually smells and looks better than it tastes, but it was cheap and I was very hungry!  My B and B at Tormanton was lovely and a bath takes away all my aches and pains. I wondered what tomorrow would bring?