I'm not sure at what age I can accept I am no longer fit, young and virile and settle down to a pint of port a day (Graham's (est. 1820), naturally) and gout, but somedays I feel it cannot come soon enough.
Thirty one miles (2700 feet)* through Addingham, Keighley, Bingley to Cottingley and then back from Bingley over the moor roads past forlorn moor pubs like Dick Hudson's above Eldwick and the Cow and Calf above Ilkley. And also Harvey Smith's farm on the bleak moor at High Eldwick - High being the hint. I probably didn't have an icy wind into my face for the whole trip but it felt like it and I probably shouldn't have been surprised to cross roads covered in sheet ice but I did, so the salt/grit spreader lorry was a welcome sight.
Anyway the miles all count.
* and despite ice and wind a maximum speed of 33.7 mph, which might have been assisted by a slightly descending road.
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