There’s a road around here, known as the Old Military Road, which is part of the Sustrans national cycle route. It must have looked lovely on the map, nice and straight, unclassified, but running parallel to Big A Road. Or, at least, it must have looked lovely on the sort of map that doesn’t include the contours. Because what that wouldn’t show is that the Old Military Road – designed, perhaps, by a follower of the Grand Old Duke of York school of Army Logistics – goes up to the top of each hill and then goes down again. Repeatedly. Oh, and straight into the prevailing wind.
I hate to join in all the Sustrans bashing that goes on on the cycling interwebs, because generally I think they do a good job and the National Cycle Network is A Good Thing. But there are times when you do have to wonder whether they actually rode the routes around here before they chose them.