As the weather gets colder, it is all too easy to forget riding a bike.
For some it is....
For me, there's nothing quite like a crisp morning ride to get warmed through. With temps hovering around zero, it is watching for ice, not the cold that is the main problem.
Last Sunday I met a few people for lunch in Pocklington, and I rode there with a bloke called Damian from Beverley. It was his first proper ride since getting his new bike. We rode a lumpy route there, but on the way back I got him to ride up a big hill to get the climbing out of the way. We were then treated to 6-8 miles of downhill and gentle rolling hills instead of a constant 14 miles of up and down by reversing the earlier route.