Danger: Low Bridge
About a mile out of Stourbridge, we hit countryside again. There were fields on either side of the canal rather than brick walls or housing estates, and the bridges were free of graffiti. You could tell that there were towns nearby, though, as there were fields of ponies for the gymkhana crowd rather than sheep, cows, or sugar beet. The canals are full with all the rain we have had, which makes the low bridges seem extra low. We were…