I hadn't realized how bad it was until I was walking my bike up the Kirkstone pass as darkness fell unable to maintain a sustained effort with an aching back, a dig under the right ribs and legs of lead.
Bloody Toyotas.
Some photos from an otherwise excellent but tough ride through England's Tame and Domestic Scenery.
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