This morning we had a breakfast that would have sank the Ark Royal. We left the pub, rolling gently down the hill before turning left, the up hill starting.
'You not be wanting to roide up there' advised an old boy, he was right and all!
Eventually we were up on high ground, the folds in the landscape evident. There were some undulations!
We passed a family coming the other way, Jo said ' I bet they're saying I don't fancy the hill they've got to go up...' No sooner were the words out of her mouth and we were confronted by a monster. Unusually for Devon you could see 300m up the road, dead straight. It backed off after the straight, but remained up for a couple of miles.
In Okehampton we rejoined the railway again, looking down on the castle
Under the A30 and over Meldon viaduct, a tad breezy!
Tors were rearing up to our left. Progress was swift in parts, the odd gate or two slowing us.
We ended up in Lydford, and we stopped at the pub next to the castle for a lemonade. 2 lads pulled in behind us cycling from Dingwall to Lands End.
After Lydford came a bonkers bit of the NCN27. We were directed through a car park, out into a stony, rutted field and through a swamp. Totally unrideable.
Here is a bit minus swamp
All good for a day out on an MTB...
After a while we were able to ride, but carefully. We were in sight of Brentor now
Then we went to Scotland......
The road to Mary Tavy was closed to (most) vehicular traffic. We had another monster climb to contend with. At the top the view and the locals looked great
In Mary Tavy the NCN went through another totally unusable section, the road must have been pretty rough to put us down a 2' wide rough arsed Jigger.
The only saving grace was at the bottom
After the cooling dip came the 10 minute bike push up the other side.
To reach the campsite we had to go up a named hill. It began with a B.
I can't remember, but we'll call it Bastard Hill.
It was tough, beyond tough. I will admit to grunting!
We were within 100 yards of the top, we'd do it, but only just..... Then a car came. It waited at the top, I pedalled. Then she drove towards us.
I'm not sure if you've ever piloted a loaded tandem on a 20% hill, but the steering is a bit sketchy and you wibble and wobble from side to side.
There was nothing I could do other than instantly throw the towel in, but I had no time to warn Jo. I unclipped, she ended up on the floor. She was fine as we were doing less than 2mph, the bike was protected by the panniers. It was only a young girl driving, but she got both barrels. She knew she was in the wrong. Oh well, we live to see another day!
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A tough, short ride!