Again we had blue sky before breakfast but it turned into the wettest day of the holiday. We crossed a bridge over the long abandoned County Donegal Railways trackbed while the sun was still shining then the early promise evaporated. We rode through pleasant rolling countryside past pongy cattle farms and through the towns of Castlederg and Newtownstewart, desolate in the Sunday rain. We continued along the Sustrans route into Gortin, an attractive village with a hostel. It wasn’t yet 3pm but we’d ridden 40 miles and the rain showed no sign of clearing so we booked in. Soon after, three separate Dutch couples arrived on bikes and another by car. We took an en-suite family room with double and single beds. There was plenty in the kitchen, including 27 egg cups, but no electric kettle.
The weather improved in the evening but I watched the Germany v Australia world cup game with the Dutch contingent.