The town was quiet as we left, but even the peacefulness could not brighten the gloomy, windy day, as we headed out on the busy highway.  The silver lining is the wind was at our back.  There was not much to see on our heavy trafficked dual carriageway; and feeling a bit under the weather, it was all we could do to maintain our narrow space on the white line as we rolled up and down the little hills.  On a couple occasions we would pull offfor a picture and a break from the zooming traffic, but mostly it was head down and get there.  We had a quick afternoon shower somewhere in the mix, but thankfully not a soaker.  A last minute change in direction treated us to a small ferry from Gosportto our destination.  The quick four minute ride allowed for only a few pictures of the very scenic Portsmouth Harbour.  We had a quick ride through town and past rows of homes that lined the streets along the park, facing the water.  Even with the tail wind, we were tired from our 50 mile paddle.

We did manage to find a nice little Italian restaurant for some replenishment of body and soul.  An early turndown tonight and hopefully the Duckies will rally tomorrow.