Rain...
Gloom...
Heavy, heavy rain...
Weather hasn't been a problem so far – we have rain gear and it works. But – a deluge is no fun, bike or no bike. After an intense downpour – it was just like standing in the shower – we squelched into Windermere, found a restaurant and sat down, steaming. Staff looked on uncertainly as we peeled off our dripping gear and draped it around the soft furnishings...
This has to be the least fun moment of the trip so far. Getting cold when you stop cycling is a problem at the best of times; being wet as well is worse; having limited dry stuff to change into (Rosie's panniers are as waterproof as Andrex), worse still. Undeterred, we put on our least wet outfits and pressed on towards Ullswater...
Putting a brave face on it:
Luckily, the Lake District is famous for spectacular, rugged scenery as well as godawful weather. For us, heading north from Windermere, this meant Kirkstone pass – a long, loong, damp climb followed by a hilarious, screaming descent. It's as close as you can get to a rollercoaster ride on a bike.
The top of Kirkstone Pass...
...and the snaky descent on the other side:
In fact, here is a video of the descent that someone else (thanks cmprops) has made:
Finally, our destination – outside...
...and inside, covered in our skanky, wet gear:
Tomorrow - Scotland.
Gloom...
Heavy, heavy rain...
This has to be the least fun moment of the trip so far. Getting cold when you stop cycling is a problem at the best of times; being wet as well is worse; having limited dry stuff to change into (Rosie's panniers are as waterproof as Andrex), worse still. Undeterred, we put on our least wet outfits and pressed on towards Ullswater...
Putting a brave face on it:
The top of Kirkstone Pass...
...and the snaky descent on the other side:
In fact, here is a video of the descent that someone else (thanks cmprops) has made:
Tomorrow - Scotland.
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