Cairngorms: Inverness to Tomintoul

Day 33
Distance- 93km (1587)
Weather- sunshine, little rain, head wind
Highlights-the barren hills of the Cairngorms
Lowlights- the long day and a few very steep hills
Accommodation- Tomintoul Youth Hostel

All happy to be heading out of Inverness this morning. We head off along the number 7 which we take us to as far as Boat of Garten. Soon to become directional challenged as signs seem to be pointing the wrong way and we have no map. After going around in circles for about an hour and only having advanced 7km from the campsite in two hours we agree to wing it and just follow the way we saw a few other cyclists go. With in a few minutes we are rewarded with road signs, yeah on the right road. Pleasant riding through rolling hills and winding our way around paddock. We pass (in the opposite direction) a lot of road cyclist out for their Sunday rides. We make it to Tomatin for lunch and the ladies at the local store stay open so we can get some refreshments before they close. thanks.

After lunch we climb still further and then are reward with a sweeping descent of 6km. We then left the number 7 behind and head off to navigate a short cut. These last two words are usually taboo but this time it worked out and we soon popped out on the A road to Tomnitoul. We book the youth hostel along the way since we will be finishing late, the weather looks average and Peter is pretty sore. The scenery is amazing with great downs and ups. We pass some motor cyclists touring and they give us a honk and a salute. Finally we see a little town off in the distance, we hit 90km this is it. Nice, ready to get off the bike.

The youth hostel is a converted old school house. It’s run by a couple of young women who are up there for the summer. We enjoy the facilities, especially the hot showers and have fried rice for dinner. We pass the evening listening to music, playing cards and eating baked banana and chocolate toasties.

Inverness

Day 32
Distance- 0km (1494)
Weather- sunny
Highlights-
Lowlights- lunch opps and dinner!
Accommodation- Inverness campsite

Rest day. slept in. relaxed. May change our route mmmm very tempting. Walked around down trying to find a few things but not much success. Funny lunch in a little cafe, worst coffee yet. Lot of internet in the afternoon.

Great glen Way: Loch Ness to Inverness

Day 31
Distance- 63km (1494)
Weather- Sunshine
Highlights- MTB at Abriachan, Dinner at Alan and Charity's
Lowlights- the campsite was no cigar
Accommodation- Glasgow Campsite, near swimming pool

Sore sore sore. Pete's knees, now Tom's knee and Sarah's whole body. We all agreed to road ride into Drummodochit, the home of all things Nessy. Hopes were high for a good Bakery but the bakery was more of a tea shop so chocolate bread was had all round. We then headed out of town where the stretch of road was labeled 'steep road', 15% incline not bad. But this brought us out on top of a moore land that was lovely. Finally out of the trees and able to see the surrounding hills. From the top of the section there was a smoking 5km down hill, Peter clocked 53km, naughty boy. Then off up another hills before we popped out in the forest area known Abriachan dinner and . This is one of the many forestry mountain bike parks. There is a red, a blue and a green. We dumped the trailer and headed off to explore. The blue was nice but loose and we floated all over the track with out slicks. Then on to the red which proven to be quite technically challenging, poor Tom having to wait quite a lot. We then head back to pick up the trailers and continue along the moore land.

Despite the Great Glen Way originally being a walking tack we hadn't seen too many walkers until this stretch. They seemed to be dotted all the way along the road. I was not envious of the, walking this hot stretch of tarmac into Inverness. The road was great and eventually took a downward trend yippeeeee. We intended to continue beyond Inverness but decided to camp in town. The campsite was no cigar but close to town and convent for tomorrow. we went out to dinner to Sarah's friends Alan and Charity. Fantastic but gradually we all slid into the couches and started to nod off, time to go home to the chateua de Mac Pac.

Great Glen Way: Fort William to Loch Ness

Day 30
Distance- 79km (1431)
Weather- sunchine, rain on and off
Highlights- the elevated cycle way along the Loch
Lowlights- day 6 since Glasgow, kms taking there toll
Accommodation- Loch Ness Youth Hostel

Everyone was little tired and sore today. We were looking forward to the Great Glen way, a route from coast to coast from Fort William to Inverness. It was originally a walk way but has been converted to a cycle way as well. So there a diversions for the parts too difficult tot cycle (something similar I guess will be done with the West Highland Way). The first part of the morning was very relaxing cruising along the Caledonian canal. We passed Neptune’s staircase a series of 8 locks that moves sail boats from the sea up into the loch Lochy, very impressive. We then turned
of the loch into the hills and continued along forest trials. This was sometimes vehicle tracks and other times single track. A few steep ups and down but generally much more civilized than the first part of the WHW. We were treated to some fantastic views over the lochs.

At times we could see the rain on the other side of the loch pass us while at others we wer ingulfed by the cloud. We stopped for a short break at Fort Augustus were loch Ness starts. then head off along more forestry trials. We got our selves well lost behind Invermoriston but found our way out. Beautiful waterfall and bridge here but everyone a little too weary to appreciate it. Next campsite would be good. Passed the loch Ness Youth hostel and went to continue up the forestry trial 200m beyond it. We all looked at each other. A night of midge vs a night of comfort in a soft bed, the decision was unanimous, back to the hostel. Great location, right on the lake, I mean right on the lake, the girls room was a few meters away from the water edge. Great meal of dahl, and met a lovely couple from south Australia touring seeing organic farms. Not much conversation tonight, the kms are taking their toll.

West Higland Way: Kingshouse to Fort William

Day 29 (1 month on the road)
Distance- 50kmkm (1352), Ben Nevis 14km
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- Glen coe, what a ride, Ben Nevis summit
Lowlights- Groups split, missed Ben Nevis MTB park
Accommodation- Glen Nevis campsite, nice location

The morning was off to a great start with a sun drenched valley and mountains at breakfast. Then a down hill ride into Glen Coe. The scenery has to be pretty specky to stop you from coasting at 30km/hr to take photos. But we all kept stopping and taking flicks. The steep mountains sides and exposed rocky outcrops were mesmerizing. Fantastic road and once we had our fill , down we flew. Brief stop at the info center at the bottom to use the facilities. A caravaner came to admire the bikes and trailer and then admitted we had beaten them down the last 10km section, he was mighty impressed.

Unfortunately the team split at Geln Coe village, Peter and Bridgette taking the road to Fort William while Tom and Sarah continuing up to Kinlochleven to rejoin the West Highland Way. The road we took was tight, no shoulder, so a lot of riding on footpaths, stopping and starting to let traffic through. But a beautiful quick ride none the same. We got to Fort William by lunch and went and did some shopping. Hot day some we were inspired to buy ice-cream, a whole liter actually. yummy yummy. The one litre boxes also make good lunch boxes to protect fruit (definitely the reason we got it). Once we had finished we headed of to the campsite. Great location at the base of Ben Nevis.

We debated whether to go and explore the mountain bike park where the world titles are going to be held in September. Since there was a ski lift in operation peter wouldn’t have to use the knee too much. But this was only servicing a double diamond black run, a little out of our league. We were entertained by the fact the time taken to complete the route was between 4 and 30mins.

So we decided that we would head up Ben Nevis instead. Left at 3.30pm determined this time to get to the top. Funny that the last time Bridgette was here she was coming down off the mountain in winter, in snow an darkness at the same time we were leaving. Now the summer day light meant we had until 10pm. We still got a few funny looks as we charged up, lots of people heading down not many heading up. Short break a the lake before we continued up the skree. The skree got a little repetitive with multiple switch backs but soon some snow was spotted and off in the distance a small hut. We were almost there.

The summit has a little iron roofed hut, a few ruins of old huts and summit point. The ridges leading off to the north were spectacular, I can see why people chase opportunities to do these more challenging routes. We took a quick few photos and headed down. Peter took the most direct route even though it wasn’t the path. To out determent as we skid down the steep skree field. But two and half hours up, two hours down. Hunger motivated through the last hour. Great fajitas at camp. midges

Summary week 4

Dumfries to Kingshouse

Distance- 414km (1302)

Highlights- Tom joins the team in Glasgow, Allan and Wendy's hospitality, staying at Billy and Jilly's, first radio interview with ABC National, road through the Galloway forest, meeting the midges, passing the 100km mark, MTB at Glen trool, Makintosh buildings in Glasgow, Locg Lommend national park, Inveranan campsite, West Highland way, Kingshouse campsite.

Trails- National cycle network, Loch Lommend Cycle Path, West Higland Way

MTB- Glen trool, West Highland Way

Problems- midges, slow off road, Peter's knee plays up again on the West highland way, Tom has a flat soon out of Glasgow (rear wheel)

West Highland Way: Inverarnan to Kingshouse

Day 28
Distance-43 km (1302)
Weather- all sorts
Highlights- West Highland Way, Kingshouse campsite
Lowlights- Group splitting/conflict
Accommodation- Kingshouse campsite

Woke to a sun bathed campsite, what a way to start the adventure along the West Highland Way. Spirits were high since we had all been looking forward to this section. We set off along the path, keen, with Tom in the lead. The path was nice for a while, loose gravel and then became rocky and then some gates, then more gates and finally styles. Those who mountain bike tour would know the last two things can become very frustrating especially if not designed for bikes. Well styles are impossible and you have to dismantle the bike and trailer. A far bit of effort was required to push and ride the loads of steep rocky hills and eventually Pete's knee started to twinge, then ache and finally become quite painful.

We parted ways a few miles before Tyndrum with Peter and Bridgette taking the road while Tom and Sarah continued along the West Highland Way. Hungry we took a b line to the Fish and chips shop which was apparently served award winning take away and wait for Tom and Sarah. The Stats for the morning were depressing, 17km, 5 hours, and many stops, we were all quite low.

A difficult decision was made to split the team with Tom and Sarah continuing through to Kings house via the West highland way and Peter and Bridgette by road. The road was spectacular as we climbed to bridge of Orchy then traversed the Moore land with peaks on either side. Across the Moores there were a few highland cows and white hours but otherwise it was quite a desolate place. A few speaks of rain but nothing dramatic. Late in the afternoon, off in the distance a group of fur trees were spotted a the base of a hill. There had been nothing for miles and there seem to be nothing for miles after, this had to be Kings house.

It was, thank goodness, since Peter's knee was about to drop off. Free camping but facilities. Who can complain, camped beside a river with a paddock of highland cows on the other side, several large peaks looming over the valley and the sun trying hard to shot through the clouds. We set up and then wait for the others. A little nervous that they might have problems but in they came by 6pm. Unfortunately Tom's trailer broke a few miles up the track so he quickly collect a few parts and went back to fetch it.

Yummy food and then off to the pub for a pint. There was a cocktail or climbers bar you can probably guess which we used. This was a cosy warm place with pics of local climbers taken at different spots around the world. Tom and Sarah joined us and so did our neighbor Owen. Lovely guy studying engineering, doing the Westhighland Way, alone in 3 days. Taught him a complicated card which he seamed to master and then beat us hands down. We all retired early to find a random wild deer wondering through the came site, oh the highlands!

Scotland:Glasgow to Inverarnan

Day 27
Distance- 82 km (1259)
Weather- rain on and off, over cast
Highlights- Loch Lommend, Inverarnan campsite
Lowlights- eating lunch in the rain
Accommodation- Inverarnan campsite, great place

Keen to get on the road. Part 3 or 4 of the trip, day 1 for Tom and another departure shot. We quickly made our way through the streets of Glasgow, not many Scots up at 8 am on a Sunday. We were soon to hit the bike paths which were as convoluted as a bowl of spaghetti, winding their way through new highways and industrial estates. We finally popped out on the out skirts of Glasgow and briefly stopped for Tom to mend a flat.

Then off to Loch Lomond. The rain started and then the weather closed in. Even Tom finally gave in and put on the gortex. Lunch in the rain and the up to then Loch Lomond info centre which resembled more of a shopping complex. We then took the loch Lomond cycle way up the side of the Loch. Lovely and fast. The destination that night was to be somewhere on the West Highland Way. This became Invernan which sits right on the walk way and where we were going to stat our journey tomorrow. Beautiful campsite, with shelter for camps, shop and pub. It was situated in the valley beneath a beautiful water fall. Peter and Bridgette spent the evening exploring the hill and water fall before being driven back to camp by then infernal midges. Nice beer and cards in the pub.

Scotland:Glasgow

Day 26
Distance- 0km (1177)
Weather- rain, cloudy
Highlights- Visting all things Macintosh
Lowlights- Peter and Bridgette fighting
Accommodation- Billy and Jilly's house


We woke up in nice comfortable beds and had a very civilized breakfast sitting at our hosts table near a bayside window. Tom, Sarah and Peter went out on a mission for out door gear in the morning and Bridgette finished off some internet. Then after lunch we all headed into town. Peter and Bridgette made a B line for the Renee Macintosh.

First stopping at the Art school, the light house, on to the museum and finally were too late for . That evening a DVD and bike maintenance swallowed up the evening. Everyone was ready to move on in the morning.

Scotland: Moscow to Glasgow

Day 25
Distance- 57km (1177)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- Tom joining us, staying at Billy and Jilly house
Lowlights- entering Glasgow
Accommodation-Billy and Jilly's house

After a huge cooked breakfast we hit the road at about 10am and headed towards Glasgow, home of everything Mackintosh.

We had a great tip from Allan and Wendy to follow the A77. A bit doubtful at first, we soon found that since the M77 had been built the old road was now a lost highway with virtually no traffic. Even more pleasing was that the lovely people at British Highways had decided to put a separate 3m wide cycle path all the way into the centre of town. So for 30Km we followed a path which, in effect, was a cycle highway, uninterrupted. Bliss. (but boring)

We arrived in the city in good time, and made for the Botanical gardens. We had a bit of a look around and some food. The Victorian green houses were amazing since they had been refurbished and replanted. There is all way something fascinating about these enormous greenhouses which great artificial environments from another world.

We then made our way to Billy and Jilly’s house, friends of Sarahs . They were getting ready to go on holiday but were quite happy for us to stay over the weekend. The evening seemed to flash by with a little of bike maintenance and washing.

Scotland: Balloch to Moscow!

Day 24
Distance- 88km (1140)
Weather- sunny with a thunder storm in the afternoon
Highlights- staying with Alan and Wendy, home cooking
Lowlights- Ayre, midges (quickest pack up)
Accommodation- Alan Wendy's house

The day started by being completely swarmed by midgies. Up until now we were a little skeptical about these Scottish midgies that make grown men cry. This morning that legend was proven, without the crying. They are unbelievable, and the air was almost black between our tent inner and fly, making it near impossible to get out without letting any in. Thankfully we had soaked the inner in bug-killer, so the all died eventually, but as there was a lot of condensation on the fly, we how have a midgi graveyard stuck to our tent. Face nets will be bought while in Glasgow.

In terms of riding the day saw us climb 3 quite large hills immediately after breakfast, and after that it was all downhill towards the coast, before joining it. We had lunch in Maybole, which is not a very inspiring place at all.

The coast was much nicer riding, with good cycle paths along most of the waterfront. It is a little bit slower as we have to contend with random pedestrians but you don’t have to think about the riding so much, which is a nice change. We followed the coast to Irvine, where we branched into Moscow. Sarah’s cousins Alan and Wendy were putting us up for the night in their lovely house. We had a great dinner, and for once Pete was beaten by the size of the meal, although he says that he ate to much of the yummy cake and dip before we dined. Clean body, clean bed, good sleep, Fantastic.

Scotland: Creetown to Balloch

Day 23 (1000km!)
Distance- 66km (1046)
Weather- on and off, sunshine and rain
Highlights- Gleb trool MTB
Lowlights- gravel road to Glen trool, midge fest, forgetting to shop
Accommodation- Wild camp in galloway forest with about 2 billion midges

Woke this morning to the sound of rain, oh no, not again. But it eased just as we pulled ourselves out of bed to go and search for the best mobile phone reception in town for the interview. This was found in the town square where we were able to get a little shelter, but were unable to escape the dreaded midges.

The phone eventually rang and we talked for a good 10 minutes to Chris Lawrence about the trip and what we were trying to do. I think it went well despite the interruptions of trucks passing and midge swatting. We then headed back to camp to a world of MSR stove problems (good when they work, annoying when they don’t). On the road a little late but going all the same. We phoned home to let all know we were famous and on the radio. We then headed into the Galloway forest for the first time which meant tree lined avenues and plush green surroundings. We had to pass Kirroughtree, a mountain bike park, on the way due to time constraints, darn.

The we decided to explore one of the routes through the Glen Trool forest mountain bike park. The route was an interesting, mainly active forestry roads so we dodged log trucks, log milling areas, large mud puddles and got thoroughly dirty. But the 1000km mark was passed on the way. We were all little demoralized as we dragged ourselves in to Glen Trool for lunch hoping there would be a wonderful cafe like some other mountain bike parks , but were greeted to over priced tea and scones, bugger. We did the new Blue route at the park, taking Andy’s advice, and found the 8Km circuit short and sharp, with a bit of climbing and some fast flowing downhill sections. Completed in about 35 minutes of actual riding, it was worth doing, but we look forward to doing some more technical stuff in the future.

We then headed to Glen Trool village to buy some food,no shop, bugger. We decided to head on and have a scratch dinner. Then the rain started, we all agreed a wild camp was in order soon. But amazingly the weather cleared and we were treated to a beautiful afternoon. The ride was a steady climb over 5km over the Galloway forest through plantations, clearings and open farm land. We were passed by two fighter jets going very fast, I thought past the sound barrier.

Thank goodness for every up there is a down and it was beautiful. The green hills were drenched in sunshine and studded with sheep clinging to out crops. Little streams cut their way through the plush green grass in little rocky beds. The road was stuck to the hills side with a barrier on one side. We found a camp at the bottom of the hill, in the forest. Our first night of wild camping!

Scotland: Dumfries to Creetown

Day 22
Distance- 92km (980)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- entering the Galloway forest, Cream of Galloway icecream
Lowlights- having to pass up wild camping due to interview in the morning
Accommodation- Creetown campsite

After a great nights sleep in a real bed, we spent the morning making phone calls and researching the internet, in an attempt to sort out a bunch of stuff. We headed off at about 10am, an to no surprise, got slightly lost leaving town, which tends to be a readily occurring and easily done thing for us (wait until we get to Europe). Lunch was had at Castle of Douglas, where the lady at the information centre told us which was the best bakery and Pete set off to find some food, returning with a great rhubarb pie, and bread of course. The afternoon snack was had at the definite highlight of the day, a stop at the 'Cream of Galloway' ice cream factory, fantastic. Bridgette had a double with banoffe and rum'n'rasin, and Pete had a triple with honeycomb crunch, mango and lemon curd. One of he best ice creams that we have had, and well worth the stop.
As usual some of the best riding was saved till last as we headed high across a plateau through a wooded area behind the coast. This was followed by a 8Km down hill into Creetown, taking only 15 minutes. The only slight panic on the way as we forgot to get petrol for the stove, but no worries in the end. We found a funny little campsite 'by the seas side' but with a murky river and an A road between (false advertising). A great mountain of dhal and rice for dinner with chapattis for dinner, and as usual the mountain was reduced to a mole hill in no time between the three of us. We probably would have wild camped but needed phone reception for the interview with ABC Radio National in the morning.

Summary week 3

Kendal to Dumfries

Distance- 228km (888)

Highlights- Grisdale MTB and sculpture park, Coniston Youth hostel, surviving Kirkstone pass, reunited as a team at Carsile, Galloway ice-cream, flat fast roads into Dumfries, meeting Andy and Jane

Trails- Pennie Bridle Way, High Peak trail

MTB- North Face track Grizdale, Starvely tracks

Breakdowns- everyone on Kirkstone pass!

England/Scotland: Dalston to Dumfries

Day 21
Distance- 98km (888)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- flat fast road, styaing with Andy and Jane
Lowlights- killing time at the pub
Accommodation- Andy and Jane's attic

A quite exciting thing occurred for the first time today, our first boarded crossing. Alas, it was only England to Scotland, but a change of countries, accents and laws, none the less.

It was going to be about a 100Km day, which was all good as the route was quite fast and pancake flat. We crossed the boarder just before lunch and ate at Caerlaverock Castle, which is between Annan and Dumfries. Being one of those Scottish Heritage there was an entry charge, but we wandered in and sat on the grass, thinking that as long as we didn't go into the castle we wouldn't have to pay. Pete went to do the grand loop of the exterior, taking a few photos, while Sarah and Bridgette were confronted by the ticket person. Needless to say Pete came back and we left, quickly!

We stayed with Andy and Jane (and three kids) in Dumfries, who are good friends of Sarah and Tom. They were amazingly hospitable, providing us with a feast of veggie lasagna, which as usual Pete consumed. It turns out that Andy is one of the main people involved with track building with the 7Stanes in Scotland, he also sounds like a gun rider too. He was a great person to have a good chat to, providing us with a few tips about which tracks we should have a go at.

Rest day in Carlisle

Day 20
Distance-0 km (790), 20km walk
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- dhal and chapatis by the MSR with Tom
Lowlights- Carsile central, not knowing where to find good coffee
Accommodation- Dalston Camping

We had a great rest day in Carlisle today, which gave us the chance to completely update the website. Fantastic!

Sarah is still missing after being kidnapped by Tom and rushed to Bath for a wedding, but she will be back tonight, allowing us to plan the next week more accurately. It will also give the 4 of us a chance to have a chat about the 10 days after that when Tom joins us properly for the central Scotland Leg, no doubt there will be a few things to discuss in that area too.

We walked from our campsite in Dalston into town, which was a little further than we thought, taking almost 2 hours. Rest assured we will be taking the bus back so we have enough time to cook dinner for Tom and Sarah when they return.

Lakes District: Pattersdale to Dalston

Day 19
Distance- 55km (790)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- speed racing along the long flat straights
Lowlights- Rhaged, commercial hole
Accommodation- Dalston campsite and golf course

Great nights sleep, dry night sleep.
Rescued everything from the drying room, lovely and dry. Off around Ullswater which despite being on the A road was fantastic. The water was flat as a pancake with beautiful reflections of the surrounding mountains. Lots of little boats and people fishing.

First stop Rhaged, apparently the local information centre resembles more a shopping mall, very kitch. Then on to Dalston just outside of Carsile to camp. Beautiful flat straight roads with little traffic. This lead to some speed trials, 45km/hr on the flat not bad. We followed the National Cycle Network blindly for about 20km's and didn't even get lost, which proves that as long as you can actually get onto a NCN route, they are dead easy to follow!

Arrived at the campsite with only a few drops of rain. Funny spot situated next to a 9 hole golf course. Had a a quiet Saturday afternoon beer in the village before going to bed. Great ‘Tom pasta’ for dinner followed by custard and apricots with sweet chapatti’s.

Lakes District: Coniston to Pattersdale

Day 18
Distance- 25km (735)
Weather- rain, hail, sleet and strong wind (worst weather ever on a bike)
Highlights- the pub at Kirkstone pass
Lowlights- pushing up kirkstone pass (20% incline) in fowl weather
Accommodation- Pattersdale Youth Hostel

Woke to hear the rain pouring down and the howl of mountain wind outside. Mmmm... might skip that early morning walk to explore the hills.

Getting started took some time, none of us were keen to venture out. Just changing the tyres over froze the fingers, a taster of what today had in store. After a bit of advice from the owner and some fellow mountain bikes, a route was agreed upon. Sad to say goodbye to this youth hostel which was definitely one the more interesting places we have stayed. Off down the gravel road in to town. We followed a bridle way through the local forest then on to the A road. We made quick pass to Ambelside despite the weather (a good motivator). After a brief stop for peanuts we looked for the 'hill'.

Well we found it and let be said we were warned, a road sign stating 'the struggle, is long and steep and risky in poor weather'. But with the only other option being a longer route through the same weather we continued on and up. We were soon off the bikes, pushing up an incline of 20%, with the wind gusting and the rain alternating between water and ice. Half way up we all agreed this was utter madness but were too proud to admit defeat and besides we were half way. Of course as we climbed the weather got worse, till we couldn't ride even the brief flat sections or down hill sections. Then like a lighthouse the light of the pub at the pass was spotted off in the distance. Yippeee almost there. As we drew closer the wind blew the smell of coal down the mountain and we were all dreaming of a lovely hot fire. The amusing aprt is that it was only a 450m climb, bring on Nepal!

We decided to stop, warm up and defrost at the pub. They were very accommodating allowing us to spread our gear in front of the open fire and play cards for a few hours. Sarah negotiated with Tom to be picked up while we decided to ride the hill down in to Patterdale. We met a couple of fellow mad cyclists doing Lands end to John Groats who also sort refuge for a few hours. The sleet and stopped for the descent and the view opened up.

A beautiful run down a winding road with the lake in the distance. The youth hostel was a lot larger and less quant than the night before but they ad a drying room and big couches. It was quite retro with exposed brick walls, lots of wood and orange fit out.

Pete befriended a few old guys from his room who took a far bit on convincing that gortex was water proof. Mushroom soup for dinner, yummy, thank you Tom.

Lakes District: Grizedale to Coniston

Day 17
Distance- 18km (710)
Weather- rain, rain, rain
Highlights- Coniston Youth hostel, best placed we have stayed so far
Lowlights- the persistant rain, climb to youth hostel
Accommodation- Coniston Copper Mines Youth Hostel

Very, very wet night. Rain, more rain and more rain. After a quick breakfast we hit the road, down to the visitor’s centre where we knew they had an outdoor shelter. We played cards most of the morning with nice hot coffee. Then the rain eased, enough to consider a walk in the hills to explore the sculpture park.

Off up in to the hills, with number 54 being the sort after destination (Andy Goldsworthy). The forest was quite amazing especially at lower levels where it had not been logged or not for a long time. As we emerged on to the crest of the hills we entered plantation. Goldsworthy's sculpture was subtle, and could be mistaken for a dry stone wall, because it essentially was a dry stone wall. But on closer inspection, it wound its way through the trees, was much neater and newer.

Sarah went off to explore another part of the park while Bridgette and Pete went off to mountain bike. Unfortunately the distance back was underestimated leaving little time to cycle so we read till Sarah returned. Then off up the hill destination Coniston, Coppermines youth Hostel. We decidded to taker a short cut through the forestry commission area with a mud map mmmmm. Took a few wrong turns and thankfully found a forestry guy with a flat who set us back on route. Then down the other side into Coniston, a little village on the edge of a lake.

We found the directions to the youth hostel and started up the hill, which got steeper, rougher as we climbed. Eventually we were reduce to a push and hoped this was going to be worth it. But as we round a corner the valley opened up, surrounded by mountains with a fast running stream down the centre and a single white house a the end, nice. A slight argument proceed about who was going back for diner and it ended in Sarah posing the question ' I wonder if they do pizza delivery up here?' The owner, Jonathon, was lovely sold us a few things for dinner and pointed us to the free food shelf. These were stacked high with tins of honey peanuts and corn? Also lots of crisps. Nobody went hungry. The hostel was lovely with lots of information on the walls, friendly people and very very warm inside. This place was going to be hard to leave in the morning.

Lakes District: Staveley to Grizedale

Day 16
Distance- 55km (692), 16km off track
Weather- rain, rain, rain
Highlights- Grizdale North f-ace track and sculptur park
Lowlights- Arguement between Bridgette and Sarah
Accommodation- Grizedale camping in the forest

Took the B road in to Windermere. Did some shopping, then tried to catch the ferry which had 'planned engineering works’ at 11am? Brought back memories of London transport. Nice but short ride over the lake with a few other bikes.

Onwards up the hill to the Hilltop area where Beatrix Potter lived. Traffic jam here as all the tourists piled out and wondered aimlessly across the road. The rain started as we coast up in to Grizedale forest to find our camp at, Satterthwaite. Grizedale is forest area which is used for forestry purposes but also has a famous sculpture park and north face cross country circuit. By the time we reach the campsite it was really raining. Made toasties on the MSR to warm everyone up.

Back on the bikes to explore the park. Pete and Sarah headed off on the North Face MTB circuit while BJ explored the sculptures. The rain steadily got heavier and heavier. BJ decided to quit earlier than the others, heading back to cook dinner. We all quickly took refuge in our tents for the night, hoping the rain wouldn’t last long.

Lakes District: Kendal to Staveley

Day 15
Distance- 36km (657)
Weather- low lying cloud, rain
Highlights- MTB with out trailer, dinner out
Lowlights- not completing the high peaks trail due to the weather
Accommodation- Staveley Carvan and Camping

We decided we need a shower and some creature comforts so looked up the local caravan and camping club site and moved on from the farm. They were kind enough to book us in early so we could dump our stuff and head off to the hills and explore the mountain tracks. The site manager was definitely a happy camper, employed by the association to run the park during summer and going camping himself in Spain during the winter, nice life.

The track we had set our eyes on was known as High street, 60km round circuit, classified as an epic, starting in Ings. The weather wasn't great with low lying list and a slight chill in the air but hopes we high. As we climbed these we dashed, as the rain started and the wind picked up. Since most of the track was going to be high and exposed we alter our plans to some lower more protected routes. These still took us up over Galburn pass which a well deserved down hill on the other side. Pete suffered, pain in the knee and not enough pain relief. Stopped at a little town on the other side for a snack and decided to retreat to Stavley to the infamous Wiff, MTB cafe.

Met a local MTB rider who offered to be a tour guide for a while but Sarah got a flat and we lost him. The cafe served a nice thick shake and coffees. Even nicer was the bike shed/shop next door, never seen so many bikes on a floor at once. A lot of drooling was done. Sarah and Bridgette entertained the thought of another cycle but then decided a warm shower and book sounded more inviting. We rested and cleaned up as best we could for dinner with Sarah's relatives that night. We took a wondering path town to Starvely through sheep paddocks and farms, all sign posted public access/footpath.

The destination was a small but famous pub called Eagle and Child. It was packed and we wer lucky to grab a table for 6. A great dinner was had although the service was bit slow. Sarah’s cousin was very entertaining, a submarine builder. Pete finally got a meal which turned out to be a challenge but still room for sticky toffee pudding.

Summary week 2

Hayfield to Burnside (Kendal)

Distance- 348km (681)

Highlights- Kendal mint cake, Crowden campsite, walking part of the Pennie way, Holfirth bakery, dinner with Pam and Paul, Yorkshire dales, cycling the plateau behind Dent, eating dinner in a green house while a thunderstorm is outside

Trails- Pennie Bridle Way, Longsdale trail

Breakdowns- repair spokes and bottom bracket replaced on Sarah's bike

Lakes District: Day off Kendal

Day 14
Distance- 0km (681)
Weather- stinking hot day with specky thunder storm in evening
Highlights- eating dinner in the green house
Lowlights- Sarah's phone is stolen (but returned)
Accommodation- Burside hill hall farm again

We decided we had deserved a much needed day off. We woke in the orchard to the sound of a cow giving birth in the bottom paddock and sheep baring ohhh the country life.

After a bit of trip planning we headed into town. Sarah got her bike fixed, the bottom bracket had been protesting on and off for a while and a few spokes bent beyond repair. A lovely traditional cafe was found down a little lane for lunch. We tried the infamous Kendal mint cake, apparently eaten by Sir Edmund Hilary on Everest. And finally updated out web site.

Upon arrival back at the campsite/farm, we were met back some huge black clouds that though it was agood idea to share about 6 hours of thunder storms with us. Since we had pitched in the farms orchard, we were able to have a semi-dry dinner, in the green house.

Yorkshire Dales: Horton-in-ribblesdale to Burnside (Kendal)

Day 13
Distance- 74km (681)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- meeting other MTB riders on the plateau before Dent
Lowlights- the up hill to the plateau
Accommodation- Burnside Hill Hall farm, prime position in orchard due to carving in camping paddock

We headed off early and put in a good 25km to Ingleton. Rolling hills, sunshine and the Yorkshire dales. We stopped in Ingleton for a breather and found a beautiful cake shop. The Berry tart turned out to be 1.70 for the whole thing not just the slice so we got the whole thing. We quickly used up this energy heading up on to the plateau.

We met several mountain bikers enjoying the day who also found the climb a slog in the sun. We chatted a while and took photos of each other. Then played catch up along the valley plateau before they lost us on the last up hill. The end of the plateau was a welcome relief as we took a very steep descent into Dent. Beautiful little town walled in by hills with cobble stone narrow streets and a tiny ice-cream shop.

The descent continued Sedbergh. Bridgette took on two road cyclists, beating them on the hills and eventually conceding defeat on the down hill a few kilometers later. The last section of the day was marked by several double arrow hills which seemed to keep appearing even when the last should have been done. We rolled into the camp site at Burnside Hall farm abut 6pm. Beautiful spot with the main house attached and built around a ruin from 1200. There were cows calving in the paddock for tents so were placed in the orchard. We got the first load of much needed washing done!

Yorkshire Dales: Worsthone to Horton-in-ribblesdale

Day 12
Distance- 74km (521)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- Yorkhire dales
Lowlights- the 5 miles up hill in drizzle to the campsite
Accommodation- Horton-in-ribblesdale campite, paddock with toilets

A night interrupted by Saturday night partying and semi trailers but still felt refreshed in the morning. We set off into Burnley to seek out a bike shop, do some shopping and finally phone home. Peter got his cleats fixed, Sarah the gear cable and Bridgette sat a round.

We set off along the canal tow-paths to get out of Burnley. The area was quite industrial, snaking its way through factories and run down buildings. It wasn't until Foulridge that we felt back in the country. Here we had a break and enjoyed a couple of calypso ice poles while watching the barges use the locks.

We then headed through Gargrave and up into the Yorkshire dales in behind Settle. A steep climb was rewarded with broad views of a plateau moor land. We sailed through this high plateau steadily climbing as the sky begun to darken. It was eerily quite so much so that the sound of our own tyres sounded like an approaching car. Several tourists past us in the cars and smiled as we puffed and pant up, up and up. But for every up there is a down, and it was glorious.

We wound our way through the Yorkshire dales down into Settle with tall green hills, dry stone walls and craggy outcrops surrounding us. Then we entered the narrow cobbled streets of Settle where we headed up the valley out of town for the last 7 miles to our camp site. We were momentarily distracted by a more expensive but closer campsite but decided to plug on since our camp was 2 pounds even if it was up the top of a hill. We were surprised to see we weren't the only ones to know this little camp, 50 other tents dotted the paddock, walkers, climbers, motor bike tourists. We were greeted by the caretaker, a round gentleman, sitting in a fold out chair in a visibility vest drinking whisky. The facilities were basic, showers average, but the place had a real buz. Lots of walkers around sharing their woes of blisters, sore joints and heavy packs. Pete befriended the BMW motorbike boys who were strangely intrigued trailers. Only two showers, so a little line up. BJ and Peter headed to the local pub for a pint, a lively place.

Luddenden to Worthorne

Day 11
Distance- 32km (447)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- Pennie Bridle Way, dinner out with Paul and Pamela
Lowlights- slowness of Pennie Bridle Way, not finding campsite till 6pm
Accommodation- Worthorne campsite, one star no facilities

We left our beautiful campsite early after a bit of chit chat with the caretaker. We cruised along the canals along to Hebden Bridge. This lived up to the expectations. It is a fair trade town, focused on small business, nestled in amongst tall hills with lots of little shops and cobbled streets. We attracted much attention with our bikes and trailers. Peter had his latte delivered to his spot in the sun by the bikes!

After relaxing we decided to re-join the Pennie Bridle way on a section known as the Marie Townly loop. This started we a steep, long, gravely climb which we all found taxing, especially Pete with the bung knee. Once on top the path wound its way around paddocks and over rolling hills. It wasn’t till near the end of the day that the hills opened up around Widdop reservoir and the farms disappeared that the scenary became rewarding. Peter briefly rolled his eyes after spotting the road route markers also passed through this spot. After a few strange looks from walkers we continued along the gravel to be met with another up hill slog.

We were rewarded at the top with spectacular views and crags. We stopped for a breather and tried to arrange some accommodation to no avail. So the race was on to get down into Burnly to find somewhere to sleep. The steep, gravel and rock decent gave the shocks a good work out. Bridgtte almost took a wrong turn. Sarah was first and befriended a local who said the nearest camp site was only a mile up the road. Yipppeee. We headed up there, basic, a paddock, a tap, no toilet but campsite none the same. There was also an elderly couple there caravanning.

We quickly got our tents set up and headed into town to meet Peter's great auntie, Pamela and Uncle, Paul. Pamela had been very patient with us and finally arranged to meet us in Worsthorne for dinner. We ate at the local pub and talked travel and adventures most of the night. Paul then gave us a great tour of the town including Townly house.

Peaks District: Crowden to Luddenden

Day 10
Distance- 54km (415)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- Holfirth Bakery, Holfirth Bakery
Lowlights- the last 3 miles up hill to the campsite
Accommodation- Luddenden (Booth) campsite

We were excited to get started after a day off the bikes. We headed down to rejoin the Langdendale track which followed the old train line up the valley. Unfortunately the tunnel was closed so we had to push up a very steep hill. The path then continued high on to the moors and we were enveloped by mist. At times we couldn't see more than a few meters a head. But we were off the roads so it was ok. The path was dotted with old bridges and hundreds of sheep.

We then descended into Holmfirth ready for break. Luckily we found the a brilliant little bakery, Sarah bought an apple strudel as big as her head, Pete an enormous biscuit (size counts for everything when cycling) and Bridgette the biggest 50 p slice of raison short bread we had ever seen. After a quick coffee we headed off and the after was rolling kills and canal paths. We asked some local for directions to the camp site and it sound so close. But these last miles seemed the longest of the day. But the camp site was a treat, with a reserve down one edge with creek running beside the campsite and a friendly caretaker. There was plenty of time in the evening to explore the surrounding hills.

We also passed through a small village on the way up the hill to the campsite called Booth! I couldn't help myself.

Peaks District: Crowden Rest day

Day 9
Distance- 0km (361), 20km walk
Weather- stunning sunshine
Highlights- being up on the moore along the Pennie Way is such great weather
Lowlights- leaving Peter at the campsite to get bored
Accommodation- Crowden campsite

After hoppling into camp last night we decided to give Pete's knee a rest today. He had strict doctor’s orders (x2) to rest and do nothing.

Sarah and Bridgette set off early and headed to the hills. We followed the Pennie way west across the plateau with no real destination in mind, just relishing the time off the bikes. The scenery was beautiful, with the path leading up a valley on to open more land. We came up one side of a creek in the morning and decided to head down the other side in the afternoon. This brought us to some amazing rocky crags, one of which had a hidden bivey inside. We met a quite a few people hiking.

Back to camp around 3pm, bored by 3.30pm. So decided to make pancakes, very yummy especially after we were given fresh black berries by some other campers. Another walk up to the hills that evening, hoping for a similar sunset to yesterday and for some phone reception for Sarah to phone home. We lost out on the sunset but the there was a lovely old quarry to explore.

Peak District: Hayfield to Crowden

Day 8
Distance- 28km (361)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- internet stop, crowden campsite
Lowlights- Peter can barely walk with his knee
Accommodation- Crowden campsite

Left the beautiful town of hayfield, and followed the Pennie bridle way on. Slow work with Pete really suffering with a persistent sore knee. Had lunch in Glossop, the first internet stop for the trip.

Headed off to find the Longsdale track from Hadwich. this uses a old railway line, flat family riding territory. Just what Pete needed. But despite the flat track we had to resort to pushing making the afternoon slow. Found the campsite easily, nestled in the hills. The tuck shop was funny, odd assortment of items including a random bottle red wine and 70% coca Lint chocolate. A couple of hikers got the wine and we got the chocolate.

Week 1 Summary

London to Hayfield

Distance- 333km

Highlights- leaving of course, Sarah managing with a back pack for a week, meetignup with Tom for the weekend and exploring the Peaks district, MTB Lady Bower, MTB track into Hayfield.

Trails- Pennie Bridle Way, High Peak trail

MTB- Lady Bower, Pennie Bridle Way

Accommodation- 5 nights camping, 1 youth hostel and 1 pub

Breakdowns- 5 punctures in trailer tyres, replaced with specialized tubes and tyres; Sarah changes from nopplies to slicks after puncture; bent drop out and derailleur on Sarah's bike, bent spokes, repaired with dry stone; bent axle from trailer not being tight enough (Bridgette)

Peaks district: Carsinton water to Hayfield

Day 7
Distance- 62km (333)
Weather- misty morning, clear sunny afternoon
Highlights- High Peak trail, Pennie Bridle way-decent into Hayfield
Lowlights- Pennie Bridle Way
Accommodation- Hayfield Campsite

High mood this morning, back on the road again after the weekend break. Low mist had settled in to the area giving the morning riding quiet atmospheric feel. We were treat to some rolling hills and steady climb before joining the High Peak trail. This track has had a lot of money funneled into it and is flat graded gravel. Fast riding. We stopped briefly at the shop/cycle hire store for a snack. Shortly after Sarah broke down with her derailleur and drop out bending into the rear spokes. Pete bent the drop out back between two stones. Sarah didn't watch as considerable force was need to straighten the bits so she could change gears. We then rejoined the Pennie Bridle way and were treated to some spectacular lime stone scenery and killer up hills. The bridle way was pretty rough in sections with the toughest sections being at the end of the day. As we descended a rough stone stair case at great pass, a winding up hill revealed its self on the other side. This was to be the slog of the day. We took a breather at the top, South head, were the views were fantastic. Then we proceeded down to camp. We met a few local mountain bikers slogging their way up the other side. They were impressed to hear we were riding there track with trailers and we able to point us onto a more gradual descent path into Hayfield. This track brought us directly into the Hayfield campsite which was just up steam from the town centre in a steep valley. We were all too tired to scratch ourselves let a lone cook dinner so off to the pub. After already getting advise from MTB bikes earlier, we sort out the George Head. The friendly sign outside welcoming hikers an cyclist was appealing. Great meal.

Peaks district: Rest day

Day 6
Distance- 0km (274.8)
Weather- glorious sunshine
Highlights- seeing the peaks district, pints of coffee at Railway Cafe
Lowlights- being very tird, loosing climbing gear alamost losing teva
Accommodation- Carsington water pub paddock

Woke early after the worst night sleep in living memory. Felt like I was coming off nights. We packed up our tent early and waited till Tom and Sarah woke up. People filter out of the woods gradually with their camping gear. Obviously this is the local spot for free camping which is over looked by the rangers. A cup of coffee was not able to relieve the sleep deprivation. So we decided to sleep and rest while Tom and Sarah went off climbing.

Only half an hour later their returned having remember they had left gear at the previous climbing spot. We packed everything into the car and headed back. We rested into the car while they went on a search. Unfortunately they came back empty handed. Spirits were low and we were all tired, so we decided to head to town for lunch and shopping. Only then did I notice I had one sandal when I got out of the car. mmmm lost at the last stop where we had gone back for the gear. Back went Tom and Pete.

After lunch Tom and Sarah went off for a climb, we rest and had a coffee in town. When they got back we went off to a climbing and walking institution called the Railway Station Cafe. The tea and coffee are served as 1/2 pints or pints and the flapjacks are enormous. We then went back to Carslington water camp site where we had been Friday only to find this closed. The day was really comedy of errors. But the local pub had camping in the fields so we stayed there. After a quick dinner Tom headed off, poor thing, to drive home.

Peaks district: Rest day

Day 5
Distance- 17.4km (274.8)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- seeing Tom, finding the MTB tracks at Lady bower lake
Lowlights- being moved on from a campsite at 10pm at night
Accommodation- Wild camp next to an A road in a sheep paddock with sheep

Late start to the day as Tom and Sarah had a sleep in and there was a lot of stuff to sort. We then headed off to Lake Lady Bower for MTBing. We first started of on the gentle tracks for family riding. Then saw some fire trailers coming steeply down the hills through the forests. Curious of where these were going, we headed up. Thankfully we were passed by some down hill MTB riders, we were on the right track. After asking some directions of some locals who were a little more prepared, they had a map, we headed off along the ridge. Nice riding although a little steep and rocky in places leaving BJ behind. We spotted a few nice camping spot toward the end of the ride. We then pack the bikes in the car head off for a climb. Lovely area, lots of climbers. Climbed till late, maybe a little too late, had a little trouble finding somewhere to eat and eventually settled upon a little pub which turned out to be great. We had decided to wild camp so headed to the hills. Unfortunately we asked to move on from our spot after a short while (we were in bed but also in the wrong). Tom did fight a good battled and almost won but we still had to move. We were redirected to a site near the A road, thank god I have ear plugs. There turned out to be quite a few people who had been redirected. Concerned about security of our gear we fitted all the bikes and trailers and the double bed in the van. Bit of a squeeze but it fit, impressive. Unsettled night as people stopped and went all night.

Ashby-de-la-zouch to Carsington Water

Day 4
Distance- 65.4km (257)
Weather- sunshine
Highlights- finding the campsite was only 1 mile away at the end of the day
Lowlights- Sarah starting with flat
Accommodation- Carsington Water campsite

The day started well, with Sarah waking with a flat. Then Peter helped a local camper, doing some routine maintenance to their boy’s bike. We made it a priority to stop at a bike store to get new tyres and tubes. Great bikes shop called Sam ways. Made camp Carslington water and waited for Tom to arrive.