Had a lovely week in Grasmere, Lake District UK.
Its an old cliche 'if you dont like the weather...wait 5 minutes', but in the Lakes its complete reality.
You can go out in 30 degree heat and come home soaked on a 1hr ride.
I rode smooth cycle trails and bridle paths which are ancient horse right of ways and its legal to cycle and walk on them as well.
Its not exactly a mecca for mtbs and I rode early so as not to give ...mostly, rather conservative walkers a heart attack and have them phoning the Queen for permission to set the wolves on me.
The wife says my bike is too aggressive looking and theres a lot of truth in that, so Im going to get a capable, but sedate emtb for pootling amongst a more understated crowd, my daughter wore some bright leggings one night and she might as well been wearing a MAGA hat, you get the picture...hyper polite, but very judgemental in the classic English way.
The bridle path in my video goes over the pass to the next dale and I presume horses were made of sterner stuff back in the day, because it nearly destroyed me, I didnt make it to the dale and found another trail back down from the top as it became just too difficult to stay on the rocky path.
I could have just blasted up the slopes but thats not the point and totally destructive as well, so I admitted defeat and will be back with a mid drive which I have been saying for years.
Grasmere, Ambelside and Keswick are simply stunning and I could make a video that would be indistinguishable from the Canadian wilderness with a bit of editing..
All construction is heavily regulated and the idea is an endless cuteness and eternal look on a cosy scale...its well worth a visit if you are in these parts.
Grasmere was the home of an old English post called William Wordsworth who started the romantic era of English lit and was born in the nearby, gloriously named Cockermouth, I managed to stop myself from putting the road signs in the vid.
I alai visited a tourist attraction cave which is just a small mining excavation and arrived alone and there was one very old looking rope to pull yourself up.
With no one around for advice I set up the slab and found it had about 4ft of stretch in a 20ft rope.
I survived to tell the tale but going back down was basically horrific.
If you watch the vid I warn you will have the Stereophonics in your head for a week.
Its so enthralling to see these bridle paths snake through the forests and small mountains on a map and then set off with no idea if its possible or not, I am pushing the limit though for an old idiot riding alone over ..shall we say unpaved roads, but thats the adventure thats come our way with ebikes.
Anyway..if you have a spare 12 mins, you can get an idea of the place from an ebikers pov.
I might make some maps of paths that are rideable rather than.
'What on Earth are you doing'.