One last training push... that's what I needed. One last trip to test my gear and test my legs. Well I am now back home (several days later and several pints of cider in the sun at the cricket later while I type this as it happens) and 284 miles of fully laden biking are clocked up on the trip computer, including one (for me) massive 80 mile day. That said it was 80 miserable miles pretty much all in the rain, not to mention through Hull. Frankly it was not the best part of the trip, Hull is not my favourite place anyway, but with the rain pouring down and the worst sign posting on all the Trans Pennine Trail constantly trying to lead you onto a ferry to Zeebrugge I am glad that day is over. But all in all the trip was fun and certainly gave me some long days in the saddle as intended. My route took me up the Trans Pennine Trail (TPT) to York, with a quick stop to see my sister there. Then on down the Path of the Roses to Bridlington, fish and chips, and the sea. From there, sea air inhaled by the litre, a quick dash down the coast to soggy Hornsea and then home to Sheffield on the TPT.
My only kit issue on the whole trip was a cracked rack (fnar!) not discovered until I was home and replacing all the drive train on the bike for the big off. Bit of a disaster, but good to catch it now, and hopefully the super tough replacement will arrive before my flight out of here! Here are a few pics from the trip:
I loved this little old boat on the river. I got talking to the owner, a proper Captain Haddock type with pipe an all. It was an old lifeboat and everything above the ribbing he built on top.
Many fields of Moo Cows were passed!
I have a secret passion for old boaty rope type stuff... just think it looks cool.
I always think the golden yellow stonework of York is so vibrant and beautiful, and all over the place within the walls.
Cool bar I went to last time I was in York with the my bro and sis (and da Fox)
Don't ask, I don't know why, but it made me chuckle seeing him just wandering round York.
My sisters second home
Bubble Tea... Weird... but worth experiencing once!
Saw some amazing poppy fields, so dramatic.
How many level crossings in East Yorkshire!? Still the ones where you have to operate the gates yourself I found strangely exciting.
Made it to the sea at last :)
And Bridlington Beach can be real pretty in the evening.
Four legged dudes out having fun!
The Humber Bridge is so impressive, but I was too soggy to care enough to get a good photo.
Chilling at the final camp site
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