Ribchester - Kirby Longsdale
After a brief rest admiring the views we were ready to be on our way, a short downhill drop then a long 15 mile climb lay ahead of us. At around 18 miles we reached the top of the climb and decided it would be a good place to have lunch.
With sheep roaming free a beautiful view, sat in the sunshine what more could you need.
In memory of Barry Brown his friends ate Kitkats (his favourite snack),
Thinking of you Fatty.
While we were having lunch a silver car parked up next to us taking in the view, the driver was in his late forties and the passenger was an elderly gentleman they too were taking in the view. we paid them little attention as we had passed each other several time during the day.
While we were having lunch a silver car parked up next to us taking in the view, the driver was in his late forties and the passenger was an elderly gentleman they too were taking in the view. we paid them little attention as we had passed each other several time during the day.
Lunch time over
It was time to press on, starting with a downhill ride beyond that we could see the big climb in the distance. Some passing cyclists warned us to be careful of our speed at the bottom of the hill as there is a sharp bend that had claimed several unsuspecting speeding cyclists.
Over lunch the skies had clouded over and with a gentle breeze on the ridge we had cooled down, but was it cold enough for a jacket?
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Andy and Beaky preparing to free wheel down hill without jackets , in the background you can see the long climbing winding road.
This was the only photograph Andy took of the climb another class 3. It was only 2 miles long but we gained 800 feet in elevation, it only took 23 minutes, that was 23 minutes of burning leg muscle gasping for breath, the sheer determination not to get off and walk is massive. Beaky was the first to the top of the hill and while he was waiting for the others was chatting to the driver of the silver car about our LEJOG attempt, we explained we didn't have many hills to train on in Lincolnshire, he said his dad the passenger in the car had been stationed at RAF Scampton near Lincoln during the second world war, he was one of the survivors of 617 Squadron, The Dambusters. Andy thought the only surviving member was (George) Johnnie Johnson, some research since we got home and we had met the only other surviving member of the Dambusters squadron, all the way from New Zealand at the grand age of 91 Mr Les Munro pilot of Lancaster bomber AJ-W "Willie" ........Honoured to have met him.
We arrived at our camp for the night very happy with our days ride and a bonus treat the tent was up.
Another welcome surprise was the arrival of Malc and Pam, we knew Malc was coming to ride with us but hadn't realised how far up the country we were in such a short time. after showers and a good feed Everyone went off to see the Yurt Pam and Malc were staying in.
The street of Yurts, very nice and very spacious inside.
Inside the Yurt in pride of place was Malc's racing bike, immaculately presented.
Outside everyone was in high spirits at finishing
the ride early, well fed and nice company
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| Pam(left), Jo W(centre) Jo T(Right) Beaky (far right) |
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| Pam(left), Jo T (right) |
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| Pam(left), Lynn(right) |
Route and Profile
Garmin Ride Data
Strava Ride Data
Distance 37.4 Miles
Elevation 3985 feet
Riding time 4:26:59
Total distance 500.9 miles
Total elevation 33798 feet
Total Riding time 56 hours 48 minutes
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