Mates

I'd already discovered a slow puncture by this point and from here onwards, I unusually took no photos. That was for a couple of reasons.

After chatting with a guy heading to the cafe in Burnsall, I waved goodbye and shortly afterwards, realised there was a bit too much bounce in my back tyre. I was about to start dismantling the wheel when I remembered, a little while ago, I thought I'd resolved a loose valve. I concluded it was worth trying to pump it up again. Sure enough, the valve was a little bit loose again. With some trepidation (but still two spare tubes), I continued on towards Malham but decided it was worth getting off at every cattlegrid so as not to find myself with a punch puncture. So, I suppose at those moments I could have taken a photo but firstly, I was keen to keep going and secondly, the weather!

This photo records the tiny bit of sunshine that came through at Arncliffe. I'd set off just after a small cloud inversion lifted away from our village and was expecting the sunshine next. By the time I was at Bolton Abbey, it was heavy mist. Dropping into Burnsall, there was a cloud inversion which was beautiful but soon after, back to mist. 

Here at Arncliffe, the sun attempted to burn it all off - but not a chance! But the time I was in the middle of Malham Moor, thick fog was dripping off my helmet!

Perfectly dressed, I was happy but wasn't hanging around. I paused a few times for food and once more to add more air. Nine (I think) cattlegrids later, I was on the last ten miles home and saved myself a tyre repair on the road.

A fine foggy day out!

Mates