Roads with History
August 1st, 2010 • Cycling • Misha

Somhairle and myself took off for a day of pedalling to clear the heads. From Clydebank through Kilsyth and going up and over the Campsie hills only getting to the top mattered as frantic modern life disappeared to a background murmour. Road cycling is a strange and amazing undertaking – even running up mountains doesn’t seem to reduce you to exhaustion quite as quickly. Yes! a motorbike screeching by as you trundle up a hill puts question marks in your head, but then as its roar disappears over the horizon, it’s just you, the wind rustling, an open road, and a sublimely peaceful feeling as you whirr along. It’s an honourable admission – where there is life there will always be pain, accept it and reap the rewards. These roads have been ploughed by many cycling greats, and passing a number of cyclists with friendly waves you get the impression this deep routed culture lives on. Nachos at Fintry were well deserved before the descent and a tired last climb over Mugdock. We congratulated each other on our return.
Here’s the route.
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simone August 3, 2010at 11:28 am




nice post, mish
nothing quite like getting away from it all.