The Travel Inn set me off this morning with a large number of ice cubes in my drinking bottle courtesy of the bar and I followed the Sustrans route all the way to Southport. This used a lovely re-claimed railway line. It was interesting to see that there must have been three channels or paths running next to each other as there were three arches in the bridges that I came across. Perhaps one was for a dual track railway line, one for the canal and one for the towpath for the horses. You could still see the smoke marks on the bridges from the steam trains. The old railway line was for walkers and cyclists, and the middle path seemed to now be a bridleway but this was extremely overgrown in places.
Southport seemed to have an extraordinary amount of traffic going towards it on the road. There was a pretty good cycle lane all the way in along the main road. Southport centre was extremely busy. I had forgotten that it was a Saturday, but there was also some sort of carnival. There were radio controlled model aircraft on the beech, a procession in the town centre and 3 morris dance teams next to the band stand.
I located a couple of cycle shops looking for new tyres, but there were none suitable available. I carried on to a campsite on the outskirts. There was a choice of 2 or 3 within close proximity to each other, and to cut a long story short I ended up staying at one for free. This would otherwise have cost £11 which I wasn't happy about paying. There are some B&Bs in Torbay where I used to live priced at £12 a night.
The site was extremely busy, and I took time to pick a pitch away from as many people as possible. I found one that was both sheltered from the wind and away from other people, and on level private ground. Having then moved my tent a metre or two away from the ants nest, a group of kids tied up a tyre and rope to the tree directly opposite me and started playing loudly.
I was amazed at the very large percentage of expensive cars with extremely large low quality tents here. There were a large number of kids with parents who seemed incapable of communicating with, and looking after them. Also people thought you very odd if you spoke to anyone else. Very sad people in my opinion. I guess it was because it was a weekend, kids were probably on holiday of course at that time. I was in fact recognised by a couple of young kids who saw me cycling through Aintree yesterday. The distance today was 25 miles or so, with a maximum speed of 19.9 mph.