Over two days I cycled just shy of 100 miles around the Mendips. By ‘around’, I don’t mean ‘on’ or ‘through’, I mean literally around, in an effort to minimise the amount of hill-climbing I would have to do. I camped in Pilton, home of the Glastonbury festival site.
This trip had a lot of firsts;
- cycling with a tent
- camping on my own
- almost all of the places en-route, including Cheddar, Wells and multiple small villages with funny-sounding names
I got to cycle through cider orchards, see sheep herded, and eat strawberry ice cream on the Strawberry Line, an old railway converted into a cycle path. And seeing places I’d heard of from supermarket labels (Wyke’s cheese anyone?) in real life was pretty cool.
While the countryside was like something from a postcard, and I loved getting to cycle past people’s gardens and cottages, it was significantly harder than I expected. It was all down to the hills, and sadly I realised that while Bristol is a very hilly city, many of them are shorter and less steep than those in Somerset.
I’d like to do something of this distance again – and I really loved the camping – but it would have to be somewhere flatter.
Now I’m off to rest my aching legs and enjoy some home comforts.