To The Vale of Avalon

LJane managed to sneak out of the house before we were up and about.  We hope to see her again at Corsham.  The morning was quiet and allowed for further media work before our planned departure at 12.00   RD is in the process of bringing together all his film climbs in order to upload them to the Facebook site and You Tube.  Not an easy task and the new software requires some time to understand and operate it.   In this sphere of the operation I am at a complete loss.  I can take the film and simply download it. With this  technology I tend to plateau very quickly. Mr. D is able to demonstrate yet another skill. It is a struggle but he remains focused on the task but not without some language that is not in the instruction book.    Eventually all aspects are brought together in one clip; film, sound, music and commentary.  A miracle of modern technology and to cap it all,  practice for the piece to be played on Glastonbury Tor has been completed.  I kept to the more simple aspects of getting on the road such as packing the bike and providing R with a cheese and onion pasty.  I have also booked the B and B for the night.  It turns out that it is actually a retreat on the edge of the town and very near the Tor. Should be grand.  With plenty of double checking we are on the road rather late 13.15    My navigation skills get us quickly out of Yeovil and on to some peaceful side roads and on which we make good progress.   At Ilchester whilst on a B class road it turns out to be a busy rat run and the ride becomes less pleasant.  Add to that some very challenging hills.  Once again Richard digs deep and pulls the trailer with determination whilst I wait patiently some way up the road.    We arrive without a crisis at our B and B.  This is not Passford Hotel by any means.  It is all rather eccentric.  The maestro is not impressed when asked to give the owner a hug of welcome to her home.     This is a haven of peace and tranquility!  We are given a tour and informed of the do's and don'ts which are emphasised with notes stuck around the bedrooms and bathrooms.  To cap it all we are told to sleep between the sheets so that the duvet cover does not need to be changed.   I think you might be getting the picture. We got out in good time for the Tor film session.  Some will not believe this but we dragged the bikes to the top filming as we went. Keep a close eye on You Tube.   Some of my photographs taken on the Tor were simply stunning and even the artiste was forced to complement me.  I was elated.   What we had not taken into consideration were other tourists on site so some shots and film were difficult.  In addition the wind was blowing a gale on top and the temperature plummeted making playing more difficult.  The view from the top of the Tor was surely worth the effort.   On descent we took dinner at the George and Pilgrim in the centre of town. It was here that I consumed the best sausage of the tour so far; a well cooked Cumberland ring with a delicious onion gravy.  Mr. D opted for the fish cakes which he was more than satisfied with.    We worked on the film.  I say we!   Back to the retreat for a good sleep. Who knows what the morning would bring?