Took a glorious June day off work today in order to provide you lucky souls with a sneak preview of some of the best (read: "worst") roads awaiting you on your trip North. The whole thing took me about 5 hours at a brisk training pace, with some hammer applied on a couple of hills. 5 miles along the coast into an evil headwind aside, it was a great trip out, if we get the weather we had today, we'll be laughing.
First up is Merks lane, coming at only 3 miles into the ride:
The Muur der Scale Hill (note where the top is in relation to the bend... Steepamendous!):
This next one is a lovely climb and gets even steeper shortly after this point, I didn't want to ruin the surprise so no pictures of that bit, the back wheel was slipping up here...
The lane that the craggy-faced Belgeaphile who used to run my former club dubbed "Paris-Roubaix Lonning". The surfacing gets even worse after this. I Lost a bottle down here today getting chased by a dog, just for an extra frission of danger:
Finally, the start of the Silloth Pave:
Enjoy! There's loads of bits I was having too much fun riding to stop and take pictures.