[Forgot to do this at the time, so relying on the itinerary and my faulty memory]
Despite little sleep, wake up and have a very nice breakfast (the day before I had become an ‘official’ guest of the hotel). Get a call from Pamela Leighton-Bilik, asking me to do Col. Calvery. I accept, and now I’m glad I hadn’t gotten my ticket changed yet, because now I need to stay through the 17th for the show, which really means leaving the 19th (since I can’t get to London in time on the 18th. Checked my phone messages back home (17!), and found out, thanks to Shelly, that my mail had started bouncing. Got my mail queue straightened out, then woke up John Weinel, Chris Fiori, and John Gremillion and set out for our planned bike trip. We ran to Market Square to catch the bus in just the nick of time (only to find out we could have walked to the train station and caught it there much nearer), then did the hour and twenty minute bus ride to Ashbourne, delayed for a bit by a herd of cows. Derrick, our driver, was full of stories, and Chris earned a new nickname: Ralph the Third. After lunch (breakfast for the others), we walked to the bike rental place, and rode the Tissington Trail, which is a converted rail line. At Tissington itself we ran into the Bernstein family, who had been out for the day antiquing and walking. The ride was excellent, and the scenery at times stunning. Bus back to Buxton (this time go all the way to the train station), but don’t recall what we did for dinner.