I was up early this morning, for I had to meet one chap near the station at 8am. The morning was pretty hopeless as far as rain was concerned, for it fairly pelted down. I put on a Government cape which I had discovered at home. It weighs at least 8lbs (4kgs). When I reached the station, my friend had not arrived, and though I waited till 8.30, he never turned up. Our original intention had been to have a day Lancaster way for a change, and I made a start in that direction, but owing to the rain, and being on my lonesome, I somehow wandered off towards Cheshire. I feel more at home when I am alone or in the rain, in Cheshire.
From Four Lane Ends I sped along through Atherton, Leigh, and over Butts Bridge to Glazebury. Now, in a particularly heavy storm I crossed Chat Moss to Glazebrook and Rixton, and so over Warburton Bridge to the old, disused church, where I had a look round, and signed the visitors register. Next I pottered to Heatley, then took the lanes to Millington for lunch. After lunch I gained the Rostherne road, had a look in the old churchyard (where the rain ceased) then took a footpath just missing Ashley which led me through a beautiful wood in the valley of the Bollin to Castle Mill. Here, I lingered awhile, until fed-up, I came to Ringway, and took Brooklands Drive to Sale, Stretford, Barton and so home for tea. 64 miles