My cycling group did a thirty miler, which seemed to be forever climbing hills today - not hard in Dorset, place is full of them, 'delightful rolling countryside' say the visitors. They don't usually try to ride up them.
I am totally cream crackered, as the Cockney's would say. However, I have finished a complete story for the gabycon next weekend (8.5k words)which I will post here after it's been up on Maddy's site.
Those who like my take on the Gabyverse will enjoy it - all twenty two pages. What with transgender and cycling, who could want more? It's called 'The Beauty and The Beast' and takes place in Welsh Wales, look you!
Angharad yr wedi blino.
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Hills...
Back in the says when I rode a lot, I was living in Southern California, where vast stretches of the coast (where I lived) went on for miles and miles with hardly a hundred foot change in elevation at any given point. One could easily tell, because the Pacific Ocean stayed where it was all the way, and it's pretty much level all the way, although a little bit bumpy when examined closely. My limits were usually reached through wearing out my bum on the saddle, not my legs spinning the cranks.
Puddin'
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Cheers,
Puddin'
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Hills ...
... are what it's all about, Angharad. Holland is the most terminally boring cycling I've ever experienced - the experienced is slightly relieved by its being populated by delightful people. It's a bit lumpy in Derbyshire too (the name 'Peak District National Park' offers a clue) but the views are spectacular. The only hilly area I would deliberately avoid in the UK is Devon who's steep narrow lanes are bounded by high hedges which offer not a single reward in the way of views except for Dartmoor which tends to be quite busy.
My advancing years have necessitated the fitting of a 44/32/22 chain set coupled to 13/25 sprocket set on my 'best' bike (still equipped with mudguards and rack) and with its aid I conquered both the Ventoux and the Col d'Aspin last Spring. The 44x25 top gear (91") allows me to pedal at 40kph, after that I freewheel and the 22x25 gets me up anything, albeit gently - however it's very rarely needed and is really a comfort gear to make me feel invulnerable. I love the Alps and the Pyrenees and our very best holidays have been spent cycle-camping in the mountains; of course, we were younger and stronger then :)
I know you're knackered (bugger the euphemisms :) ) but I bet you enjoyed it ... didn't you? See you up the road?
Geoff