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During a recent visit from the veteran audaxing legend known as bothwell, I was inspired me to find a new route to the North Norfolk coast. So, bravely putting her life in the hands of my dubious navigational skills, we set off for what would ( pitifully) be my longest ride to date in 2014.
Rather annoyingly the first half of the ride was grey, dull and into a seemingly perpetual headwind, interspersed with more douchebag motorists than I would normally encounter in a month's worth of riding. ''Sorry, it's usually much nicer than this...'' was my mantra for the first few hours. I'm not sure she believed me.
After making it to the tiny, crumbling beach resort of Happisburg ( Hayesborough, to you London types), we discovered that the headwind was going to accompany us all the way along the coastal road, until we reached Cromer. Not long after that, I cleverly succeeded in circumnavigating that headwind, when my inevitable navigational fail occurred and we found ourselves face to face with a 'welcome to North Walsham' sign....
''WTF..?''
''Oops, sorry, I don't normally get lost'' ( I lied )
It wasn't long after that I thought boffers should discover that there are actually are few hills to be found in Norfolk. After all, no good ride is complete without at least one looming wall of badly surfaced tarmac to grind up. Still, it was over quickly and we were able to sit on the clifftop near Mundesley and take in some much needed flapjack calories.
Everything after Cromer was ( at least, in my mind ) a much nicer spot of riding. The wind at our backs, the sun on our faces and an improvement in scenery, which helped to remind me of why I have previously enjoyed cycling many miles around this, quite beautiful little corner of England. I only got us a little lost on the way to Aylsham and then my auto-pilot kicked in for the rest of the route, where I thought constantly about the pizzas & cider that awaited our return.
We should have bought more.
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