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 We woke up to heavy rain. It was forecast, but even still, it came as a bit of a surprise. We went down to breakfast early, then returned to finish our packing. The Gorse Fox made numerous trips up and down to the car to get it loaded. By the time we left the rain had eased slightly.

We joined the A30 near Bodmin and headed east. The rain came back with vengeance. At times it seemed as if we were driving through a waterfall. We were encouraged by the fact that there were no hold-ups and we were soon slipping onto the M5 and then back onto the A30 towards Honiton. The Gorse Fox had to make a decision before we got to Honiton. Stay on the a A30 and join the A303, of turn off and join the A35 along the Jurassic route. He decided on the latter and as we pulled off we could see a solid queue of stationary traffic on the road we had just left.

The Jurassic route does not lend itself to high speed, but was trouble-free until we approached Bridport where, for no apparent reason, there was a tailback. We cleared it, but then hit a further tail-back at Dorchester. Out ETA had slipped from 1:30 to 2:30. We drove on and approaching Wareham, the SatNav redirected us to avoid what was showing as miles of stationary traffic. We slid onto the detour and missed the problem by driving through Poole, Bournemouth, and Ferndown. It was slow, but steady. Unfortunately, we then caught up with the problems as we approached the A31 and the ETA slipped further. We crawled all the way to the bottom of the M3 but the M27 then opened up a bit. There was a further delay at Portsmouth, and again at Chichester, In the it was 3:15 before we got home. That was 5:38h journey time for 229 miles. Not the best or journeys!

Urban-Cub had prepared a roast for us, so we unloaded the car walked round to her house. We had a lovely lunch and waited until Ellie got back with with Pistol Pete. We were back home just after 6, and than just crashed for the evening