Coast to Coast Day Four: All In a Dales Work

Keld to Osmotherly   Distance: 73.4Km – Moving Time: 3:24:38 (average: 21.5km/hour) – 661 metres of climbing Rest Day!  Sort of.  We still have an 73 km ride with 660 metres of elevation ahead of us, however, if you look at the profile, barring a tiny little bookend of climb at Osmotherly at the end, it’s down hill all the way.  Trouble is, we forgot … Continue reading Coast to Coast Day Four: All In a Dales Work

Coast to Coast Day Three: Yurt Not Going to Believe This

Troutbeck to Keld Distance: 83.5Km – Moving Time: 4:47:17 (average: 17.4km/hour) – 1,335 metres of climbing Packing the bikes ready for bike packing and gorging on another Full English aside, the day started with more crisscrossing of the A66, and a short, sharp uphill.  Despite being forewarned of this during yesterday’s pub visit, it still hurt, and as we passed the pub again, its disappointing … Continue reading Coast to Coast Day Three: Yurt Not Going to Believe This

Coast to Coast Day Two: Vertical Limits

Cleator Moor to Troutbeck Distance: 55.4Km – Moving Time: 3:36:22 (average: 15.4km/hour) – 1,125 metres of climbing Day two started with the obligatory Full English whilst staring out of the window at Dent Hill coming and going depending on the intensity of the early morning downpour.  With checkout not until 11am, we weren’t exactly in a hurry to step, what would be an instantly wet, foot outside, … Continue reading Coast to Coast Day Two: Vertical Limits

Coast to Coast Day One: Heavy Weight

Carlisle to Cleator Moor Distance: 89.5Km – Moving Time: 5:07:20 (average: 17.5km/hour) – 563 metres of climbing Islington. It’s a Saturday.  Having wrestled it up and down the stairs of Sandra’s flat, my 14kg Dawes Horizon sits in front of me, loaded up with 10 kilos of luggage on the rear rack.  And there, I stopped counting, choosing to conveniently ignore the handlebar bag and … Continue reading Coast to Coast Day One: Heavy Weight

August 2017 Monthly Babble: Five Peaks and a Zip Wire

London must have started spinning. Not only that, it must have started spinning at such a rate that it is has developed its own gravitation pull to such an extent that, on Friday 3rd August 2017, it was almost impossible to break free of the M25 Orbit. I managed to negotiate leaving work a whole 45 minutes early with the intention of getting away from … Continue reading August 2017 Monthly Babble: Five Peaks and a Zip Wire

Day 5 of surviving bad decisions

Patterdale to Shap (15.5 miles / 64.1 miles) I don’t know if it had been raining all night or whether the cloud had just been so low that it had shrouded everything in wetness, but when I got up things seemed a little damp.  I managed to find a rock which, by virtue of its rocky nature, wasn’t as saturated as the surrounding grass, and so was able to … Continue reading Day 5 of surviving bad decisions

Day 4 of resting up and reading the paper

Grisedale Tarn to Patterdale (5.5 miles / 48.6miles) The night in the wild was a pretty peaceful one and despite a smattering of awakenings due to the wind picking up and a few spots of rain I managed a massive 10 hours sleep.  Opening the tent revealed low lying clouds over St Sunday’s Crag and Helvellyn which gave me all the justification I needed just to … Continue reading Day 4 of resting up and reading the paper