i earned this one...

in an effort to stay away from the campsite for as long as possible, i was on the water by 7.15. i paddled from the site down the entire length of coniston water and back again. i had a few stops, one to get out of the rain and another on peel island.
this lump of rock is owned by the national trust and sits in the middle of the lake doing very little. there is a small beach to land on and being only about 8am by then i felt like the only person on the planet - quite a contrast to the swingball and breezers on the campsite

after getting back and marvelling that the lunatics had travelled to the lake distict just to have a(nother) bar-b-q and sit outside their tent (apart from the ones who were driving around the campsite as fast as they could, wheelspins and drainpipe exhausts) i had a bit to eat, changed character and became a mountain biker.
then it was off through the shoppers in coniston and over the ridge between me and the grizedale trails.
i last rode these trails on the day after new years day. the many sections of 'north shore' style planks are far more fun when they don't have ice on them

quite a work out - 9 miles of paddling and then 20 odd on a singlespeed

after eating in the pub with a couple of beers and then this coniston ale on the shores of the lake i was asleep in no time - a good day