Prompted by millipede's reference to the old Skipton - Colne track bed I decided to treat my Adventure bike to a day out in the hail and the wind and the misery. Millipede described the section she did as a bit "puddley" (sic). I think she meant puddly but she is a schoolteacher so we mustn't judge her too harshly.
Puddly (or "puddley") does not adequately describe the river I encountered flowing down a cutting between Carleton and Elslack - but rain does do that to abandoned undrained railway track beds. But intrepid being my middle name on I plunged for a total of 33 miles 1800 feet.
The sort of ride (or at some points - walk) one enjoys more in the shower than when one was on the saddle, and tomorrow is another day.
Originally Posted by Graham Breeze
Prompted by millipede's reference to the old Skipton - Colne track bed I decided to treat my Adventure bike to a day out in the hail and the wind and the misery. Millipede described the section she did as a bit "puddley" (sic). I think she meant puddly but she is a schoolteacher so we mustn't judge her too harshly.
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