To me, I feel this is the last weekend of summer. I know that’s silly, and more often than not, the warm summer weather continues long into September. But the last bank holiday weekend before Christmas is always bittersweet. From here, I feel the progression of autumn, and the closure of the chapter on Summer. This year, summer has been great, and I’ve got in some great rides.
Today, I got into the Derbyshire Dales and crossed into North Staffordshire. A straightforward trip along the High Peak Trail and down the full length of the Tissington Trail was just what was needed, and once at Ashbourne, I doubled back and headed back to Ilam via Mapleton and Blore. From there, up the Manifold Vally to Calton and over the Weaver hills before heading back. A great ride.
Ashbourne to Ilam via Blore looks nice and easy on the map. It’s grinding, with a brilliant, scary descent into Ilam. Must do that again.
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You’re doing that homesick thing to me again, Bob. In a good way.
Lovely pics, I love the Peak District, but that first paragraph depressed me. I love summer!
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