After dropping into the bottom of the valley, there's a big climb to get the legs & blood pumping. It wasn't long before I was wondering how I survived on a singlespeed last time - the larger group & cooler weather probably helped. Dartmoor has a bit of a reputation for quickly turning into desolate isolation if the weather turns, so it was odd to see it on such a lovely day. Oddly, within an hour of each other two of the three of us riding tubeless tyres got punctures that didn't seal - I put a tube in, John just kept pumping his tyre up rather often.
|We had to ride through a herd of these guys, thankfully they didn't object.|
|John & Hound Tor - after we escaped from the man running after an escaped kite|
|Just nice countryside.|