Whacked – part three

2pm, and now our friends face the homeward trek.  Only 100 miles lads!  Now the snow again, properly this time.  Conversation stalled at first, then it became a waste of energy to even think about speaking, and so the day deteriorated.  This was a much bigger test than the morning.

Then they were joined by a slow puncture – perfect.  At Corwen they saw the possibility of an alternative form of transport, except there were none to be had.  Disaster was now looming large…  Read on.

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