The Trouble with Rochester - February 16th

If I should die soon then carve Rochester on my gravestone for the trouble with the place is that it is not near enough to Canterbury. Setting off from London in the pouring rain I knew it was going to be a long mile haul to make it to my reservation at the Canterbury Youth Hostel.  Had a nice chat at some traffic lights with another cyclist then across Tower Bridge to the no-mans-land that is south London. Two hours later saw me emerging into Kent and now following the Route 1 cycle path. This was fine to begin with as the it is well posted but soon you realise that it takes you around the houses. It took ages to reach Gravesend (suitable named) and then across firing ranges and pot holed gravel tracks towards Rochester, a place that always seems to be 5 miles further on. Finally reached there at 3pm with still 30 miles more to go to Cantebury. I will cut the dramatics and just say that I made it at 8pm.