…and into the Dales 80 miles
One day into the Wolds, another up onto the Moors, and today into the Dales….Yorkshire has everything. But you need determination and a strong pair of legs to tackle the hills….but the views from the tops make riding ‘into the red zone’ worthwhile.
Our little group of three was joined by Andrew & Martina, the latter cutting her teeth in this kind of cycling, but full of guts and determination.
Andrew, her husband, is an old hand at turning cranks, but on this 18% climb, was being totally outgunned by his wife.
When we most needed a cafe, one presented itself at the church tearoom in the tiny hamlet of Fewston.
Built with a lottery grant, on the site of the old churchyard, they had to exhume over 100 graves for re- burial elsewhere.
A perfect stop-off for cyclists, and used regularly by local clubs.
When we got to Pateley Bridge, we stumbled in on their 1940s weekend, right at the moment when a Spitfire was doing a fly-past. The sound of those engines visibly bathed the older folks in waves of nostalgia.
And if you think Yorkshire by now has allowed the recent Tour de France to be consigned to the history archives, think again
…you have to remember that these parts have a remarkable history in the cycling world…..
characterized by Beryl Burton’s dominance for over 25 years as national champion, and 7 years as world champion. She’s never received the national recognition she so greatly deserved…..so we honoured her today by riding along the Sustrans cycleway that bears her name.