Tom takes on this iconic North Pennine ride. Be warned though, it’s a rucksack and two-sandwiches kind of day out.
Words TOM FENTON
Photography ANDY HEADING
Do you have a friend who carries a massive bag on every ride? A turgid behemoth that accompanies every ride, regardless of the weather, the length or destination. So full it’s a struggle to shut, and the contents are a mystery. Does it contain more spares than the local shop? Enough clothes for a week-long holiday? Sufficient food to survive the apocalypse? It looms behind them, lurching from side to side, a grotesque protuberance. How can riding with such an ugly, bulging lump possibly be any fun?
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