Just following on from the other thread which highlights the new Way of the Roses. I had a quick spin out from Fleetwood to Tynemouth a while back and it was a fantastic ride. Hardly any busy roads until reaching the Tyne. I just wanna to share it with you and hope some gullible cyclists might be tempted into doing this easy version of the C2C instead of summet really hard.
The journey begins in Fleetwood and the first goal is getting over the Trough of Bowland. A nice alternative way of getting out of Fleetwood is via the Fleetwood to Knott-End ferry and then it is straight into the countryside. Price of crossing £1.50 and 50p for the bike. The route after the Trough heads over Tosside to Settle and then up Ribblesdale into the three peaks territory passing Pen-Y-Ghent on the right, Ingleborough on the left and arriving at Ribblehead Viaduct which sits beneath Whernside. You might be lucky here and catch the "oggy wagon" open for a brew.
Turning right at Ribblehead, the road climbs up and over to Hawes where if you are like me you might be tempted to stuff your face with fish and chips at the excellent chippy on the right hand side as you enter the village. Yorkshire chippies are great, especially if they use that artery clogging dripping stuff. You might just want to wash it all away in one of the local pubs. "A pint of Black Sheep, Sir?"... "Aye alright then. If you insist.." After doing a wobbly weave out of Hawes you will completely and utterly regret your visit to the pub (and chippy). It is straight into your penance and a grind up Buttertubs Pass. You will look back as you get near the top to see the road littered with regurgitated chips with a bit of soggy batter sprinkled in for good measure. After flying down from the top of the pass you will be feeling all smug and pleased with yourself. The feeling of utter smugness will be short lived, believe me.
Spot the cyclist competition - "get a flippin move on, will yer"
A false dawn - dropping off Buttertubs
It's all up and down dale as you make your way through Thwaite and Keld. Afterwards, there is no down dale but a final slog up to the mecca of English drinking establishments....The Tan Hill Inn..!! People in the know will remember to mind their P's and Q's on entering this establishment as the landlady is rather prim and proper and frowns upon bad language of any sort.
The Tan Hill Inn - The highest place to get served around here
After tripping up over the cat, dog, duck, sheep, hen or anything else that might have been adopted you will be feeling like you have sobered up after your sesh in Hawes. Fear not as that will soon be rectified if you order the "Old Perculier". It might be expensive but it works a treat. Find yourself a pew. If there is a dog curled up on "its" cosy chair by the open fire, just chuck it off. It won't mind... well only a little bit....
Tan Hill Zoo
A few OP's down the line and you and your mate will be looking at the rather rude clock behind the bar (the one with the sheep on it) thinking, "eh mate. Shall we call it a day?" You will look at each other in the (unfocused) eye and you'll know it makes sense, especially after clocking the midweek B and B special rates advertised on the chalk board. Off with the panniers, chuck the tent into the corner of the nice warm bedroom and job's a good un. Half the trip done. The Everest double glazing should keep that gale force wind at bay tonight. Did I mention it is the highest pub in Britain?
Tan Hill Mean Time
The morning after and down to brecky. Did you really manage to consume all that beer the night before? Anyway if the landlady is busy with her own brecky you will be invited to "cook yer own. You know where the kitchen is, just help yerselfs" ermm... nice one..!!
All panniered up and it's off on the final day (day 2) of the tour. A few bumpy bits along the moor top and then you'll be bombing down a bridleway alongside the Pennine Way to Bowes, over the hills to Teesdale and a big climb over the moors to Stanhope. You'll be feeling a bit knackered by now and even more so when you reach the bottom of the great big hill. It's that steep they even named it something or other. Don't worry, you'll soon walk up it and towards the top you'll feel brave enough to attempt to get back on. It'll be fun trying to get going up them zig zags. If you hadn't already picked up the signs in Stanhope you will feel chuffed as owt when you do spot the C2C signs. "hey up mate. We can go back home and tell the misses we have done the proper C2C now." ......." it'll not mean owt to her anyway"
All you do once you reach the cafe at the top of the Waskerley trail is sit down and have a brew and a well earned bacon butty. It's a breeze after that. Just coast downhill for 20 odd miles down to the Tyne and onto Tynemouth. Watch the broken glass though as you pedal through Newcastle.
Waskerley Trail - An old clapped out railway line
Official end of the softies route- two fit birds took this snap...don't tell er indoors though, eh?
If you feel that way inclined it's about 150 miles and just short of 10,000ft ascent. Have fun..!!
... and no...I haven't touched a drop for months.
If you want the gps file, I'll email it to you.
The journey begins in Fleetwood and the first goal is getting over the Trough of Bowland. A nice alternative way of getting out of Fleetwood is via the Fleetwood to Knott-End ferry and then it is straight into the countryside. Price of crossing £1.50 and 50p for the bike. The route after the Trough heads over Tosside to Settle and then up Ribblesdale into the three peaks territory passing Pen-Y-Ghent on the right, Ingleborough on the left and arriving at Ribblehead Viaduct which sits beneath Whernside. You might be lucky here and catch the "oggy wagon" open for a brew.
Turning right at Ribblehead, the road climbs up and over to Hawes where if you are like me you might be tempted to stuff your face with fish and chips at the excellent chippy on the right hand side as you enter the village. Yorkshire chippies are great, especially if they use that artery clogging dripping stuff. You might just want to wash it all away in one of the local pubs. "A pint of Black Sheep, Sir?"... "Aye alright then. If you insist.." After doing a wobbly weave out of Hawes you will completely and utterly regret your visit to the pub (and chippy). It is straight into your penance and a grind up Buttertubs Pass. You will look back as you get near the top to see the road littered with regurgitated chips with a bit of soggy batter sprinkled in for good measure. After flying down from the top of the pass you will be feeling all smug and pleased with yourself. The feeling of utter smugness will be short lived, believe me.
Spot the cyclist competition - "get a flippin move on, will yer"
A false dawn - dropping off Buttertubs
It's all up and down dale as you make your way through Thwaite and Keld. Afterwards, there is no down dale but a final slog up to the mecca of English drinking establishments....The Tan Hill Inn..!! People in the know will remember to mind their P's and Q's on entering this establishment as the landlady is rather prim and proper and frowns upon bad language of any sort.

The Tan Hill Inn - The highest place to get served around here
After tripping up over the cat, dog, duck, sheep, hen or anything else that might have been adopted you will be feeling like you have sobered up after your sesh in Hawes. Fear not as that will soon be rectified if you order the "Old Perculier". It might be expensive but it works a treat. Find yourself a pew. If there is a dog curled up on "its" cosy chair by the open fire, just chuck it off. It won't mind... well only a little bit....

Tan Hill Zoo
A few OP's down the line and you and your mate will be looking at the rather rude clock behind the bar (the one with the sheep on it) thinking, "eh mate. Shall we call it a day?" You will look at each other in the (unfocused) eye and you'll know it makes sense, especially after clocking the midweek B and B special rates advertised on the chalk board. Off with the panniers, chuck the tent into the corner of the nice warm bedroom and job's a good un. Half the trip done. The Everest double glazing should keep that gale force wind at bay tonight. Did I mention it is the highest pub in Britain?
Tan Hill Mean Time
The morning after and down to brecky. Did you really manage to consume all that beer the night before? Anyway if the landlady is busy with her own brecky you will be invited to "cook yer own. You know where the kitchen is, just help yerselfs" ermm... nice one..!!

All panniered up and it's off on the final day (day 2) of the tour. A few bumpy bits along the moor top and then you'll be bombing down a bridleway alongside the Pennine Way to Bowes, over the hills to Teesdale and a big climb over the moors to Stanhope. You'll be feeling a bit knackered by now and even more so when you reach the bottom of the great big hill. It's that steep they even named it something or other. Don't worry, you'll soon walk up it and towards the top you'll feel brave enough to attempt to get back on. It'll be fun trying to get going up them zig zags. If you hadn't already picked up the signs in Stanhope you will feel chuffed as owt when you do spot the C2C signs. "hey up mate. We can go back home and tell the misses we have done the proper C2C now." ......." it'll not mean owt to her anyway"
All you do once you reach the cafe at the top of the Waskerley trail is sit down and have a brew and a well earned bacon butty. It's a breeze after that. Just coast downhill for 20 odd miles down to the Tyne and onto Tynemouth. Watch the broken glass though as you pedal through Newcastle.
Waskerley Trail - An old clapped out railway line
Official end of the softies route- two fit birds took this snap...don't tell er indoors though, eh?

If you feel that way inclined it's about 150 miles and just short of 10,000ft ascent. Have fun..!!

... and no...I haven't touched a drop for months.
