On the hill

And what to my wondering eyes did appear but a brewery on the hill. So I sprang from my bike, all with a clatter and raced inside for a pint of the bitter!

I thought it must have been a mirage. I was low on water, had eaten my last snickers, was struggling past mile 80 in the heat and was still 10 miles from the lunch spot. But alas, there was another cyclist so I had to stop and chat; and then go in for some AC, water and a pint. But just one! I still have 40 - 50 miles to go today.
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