Set off yesterday at 12:30pm, on the fatbike. There's so much mud and damp about I've been riding it recently.
My objective was to camp on top of Cowpe Lowe, which is where I can join the MTL (Mary Towneley Loop) if i'm doing it from home.
It is fairly tough riding, just under 16 miles and 2500 feet, and a good gnarly and rocky section of a couple of miles.
This'll give you some idea:
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Eric Robinson, on Flickr
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Eric Robinson, on Flickr
Always a bit paranoid about getting the tent up in the dark, I had another thing to worry about - water !!
Even though it was everywhere it wasn't suitable... I fill up my 2 litre platypus when I'm fairly near to my destination (2 litres = 2 kgs)
After leaving Edenfield it's a lot of uphill, on a wide-ish track, but the 'water everywhere' running on and alongside the track is full of mud... further up it's covered in pond weed.
I finally got some rainwater (6 inches deep, and clear) which had flooded the slabs of the packhorse slabs
Top of Cowpe Lowe was out of the question. Very very windy. So in fading light I rode down to the MTL (heading north towards Waterfoot)... found some decent ground, not waterlogged, and got the tent out, headtorch on, buffs and woollen hat on, even hood up it was blowing that strong.
It's my latest tent, Big Agnes , and I've only used it once, on October's BAM, before dark, and without a gale blowing.
I got the groundsheet pegged down, and manoeuvered the poles in position, but when it then uprooted everything I decided it was not going to go up
Shi-ite ! Not good. What to do ?
Go lower down and try again out of the wind... everything stuffed into my rucksack (I wasn't in the mood for pfaffing with the Sandro bags as it requires patience to get your stuff into them correctly and even more patience to get them on the bike, and in the dark...
Slithering down in the mud I did not want to come off, and get covered in mud and wet, ended up walking (sliding !) a bit.
I descended the horrible rocky section then found this spot which was not too windy:
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Eric Robinson, on Flickr
That was taken this morning in daylight.
But that was 400 feet lower down.
Anyway I survived the night, and was away this morning at 8:17am:
This picture shows Waterfoot in Rossendale in the distance:
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Eric Robinson, on Flickr
It was a half hour push to get back up again (with a short section of riding), and when I reached my first attempt at pitching spot, I managed to find my shades which I'd lost last night in the dark
2 ryvitas for breakfast by the time I was 3 miles from home, my energy levels were depleted, so I had a gel and a flapjack.
All in all a hard ride. 32.3 miles and 4800 feet...
I enjoyed the going a lot more than coming back, apart from the last hour wrestling with mud and hunting for water, and trying to beat the dark, and being battered by that wind.
So that's 35 consecutives.