Out this afternoon, I had reason to remember that this April will be forty years since the Badger's epic win at Liège-Bastogne-Liège by over nine minutes and ahead of just twenty other finishers...
Yup, thankfully with much warmer clothes on than M. Hinault, some icy sleet turned into snow above around 350m, getting hairier coming past Stanage Edge. Got beeped by a van, probably for not having the best lights, though was almost toasty despite my white coating. A little anxious about getting home though.
Just as I was thinking of bailing, out came the blindingly low sun and blue skies. Headed up the climb past Abney (big thanks
@Woodface), a dusting of snow on the pine trees. Then down to Bradwell, Hathersage, up to Fox House,
and home.
Around 900m or so of climbing, legs slowly getting stronger after a quite start to the year. Snowing again now.