We didn't know where we were heading at the start of the ride, but a number of semi-random decisions and junctions brought us via Dean and Rattery to Totnes as dusk was falling. The cycle path to Dartington was interesting in the near darkness. John Hayes was struck in the face by something he described as "warm, furry, around 250g and unattached to the nearby plant life". After dismissing owl droppings and boom microphones we settled on a bat with defective radar as the most probable explanation.

Returning along Colston Road, Stan had the misfortune to break his chain. In view of the time he decided to take up Luke's offer of a tow, and later Tao and Philip's offer of a push, the latter offering high-speed cruising of the most enjoyable kind!