A day for the climbers – destination Casterton
Woke and flexed one leg then the other and concluded it would be a great day. We are taking time to explore some high “Fells” into barren windswept sheep country. I could tell it was to be special by the way John gave his briefing. A slight quaver to his voice gave a hint of emotion for a classic Brit ride that he and Ozzie both love. We climbed 2 long climbs , the first Sykes Fell , a lovely summit and a plunging descent down to Dunsop Bridge for a smoko. The lunch was on top of a very pretty ascent – Pyrenees like in the Catlow Fell. It afforded expansive views out towards the lakes district , Yorkshire and Cumbria.
after lunch we enjoyed another incredibly fast descent down to the valley below.We chanced upon passing Bradley Wiggons ( Wiggo) on our descent as he was riding in the opposite direction.
Bobbie in a happier moment – just before lunch she broke her bike after a fall due to a handlebar coming dangerously loose. She has had to ride a backup bike now. She is the southern Belle who fell of the Catlow fells. Not badly hurt thankfully.
Judith has a “never say die” attitude and gets stronger by the day – just having fun.
Moved into new territory with ten consecutive days of riding. Everyone seems a little more weary – the bar bills have got smaller and folk shuffle off the bed a bit earlier than before – all except Bobbie who is intent on supporting the British Ale industry. Climbing does tend to take a toll and we are all now anticipating our one rest day that is scheduled for Saturday