The Bike at 2Bridges
Reckon I managed about 45 hilly miles on the bike this morning. Here is the trusty beast – a 12-yr old hybrid with straight bars and a nice chunky attachment for a child seat on the upright. Neither seat nor child will be coming with me on the C2C.
It was hellishly windy on the way up to Two Bridges, then thrillingly windy across towards Moretonhampstead. I was riding steadily, taking time to keep refuelled, and really felt like I could go all day. Now that I’m a bit more used to sitting down in the saddle I actually find it easier, and it certainly uses different muscles. It was only when I tried standing up to get some attack on the hills that I felt Sunday’s miles in my legs – and Friday’s miles in my arms.
Dartmoor foal with mother
