Cafe society…
… in Hebden Bridge.
… in Hebden Bridge.
Into familiar territory.
Early start. The longest day is here….
Writing up today’s events for the book (once I secure that elusive publishing contract… I’m open to offers) and planning tomorrow’s cycling. Day 7 will see me back in familiar territory: West Yorkshire and my family so at least I am guaranteed a sprung bed to sleep on. […]
My pub crawl of the Dales continues… although this being lunchtime I kept off the beer. Another beautiful ride, despite another section of pushing just after Settle. Over the tops I came up with the idea of not just cycling to Puglia next year but of cycling around […]
I stayed here in 1979 for a few days when I was at primary school: it doesn’t appear to have changed!