Peak District Training

So before i head off to be eaten by bears and mauled by cougars it seemed prudent to attempt a little training. That is training for riding a bike a long way... not the being eaten and mauled aspect of my planned trip. I hear that hardly requires any training. Potential 'Grizzly' death aside though I have partaken in a few merry jaunts through the idyllic Peak District on a fully laden bike, and found the time to take a few snaps. Hopefully they should appear below :)  On a side note every time i go out in the Peaks it does worry me that I seem to remember the Rockies being a good deal bigger than Mam Tor and it's brethren, and the density of ice cream vans per square mile is probably considerably less.