Stanhope to Corbridge
My last day was tough. From Stanhope the road was immediately uphill for a long hard climb up on to the moors at Hise Hope followed by a long high level stretch. I was not very surprised when I reached the top to find that snow was falling and I pedalled along for a couple of miles at least in driving snow. My mood was triumphant rather than defeated, I knew that it wouldn’t last too long, the wind was not in my face, and it felt like a fitting climax to the trip. Added to that I could imagine the comments of the occasional car drivers who passed me.