Cotswold Life - - CUMMINGS’ GOINGS -

I’ve ac­cepted that my may­oral year might in­clude hav­ing to be so­cia­ble and down­ing the odd ale or two. Luck­ily I have the Cotswolds to help me burn off the ex­tra poundage I could put on. With this in mind I de­cided to do a reccy and ride the Tour of Bri­tain route be­fore the pro­fes­sion­als came thun­der­ing through.

With a pelo­ton from Cotswold Tourism and lo­cal cy­cle clubs we headed off from the Mo­tor Mu­seum in Bour­ton, climbed the hill into Stow and had a rest at the Inn on the Marsh on the way into Moreton. The gen­er­ous land­lord fed us with his melt-in-the-mouth choco­late brown­ies and we con­tin­ued on our way. At the bot­tom of Bour­ton-on­the-hill, a lovely lady rushed out of the Bour­ton House Gar­den and force fed me some oozy flap­jack to help me with my on­com­ing as­cent. We weaved our way to­wards Snow­shill, along to Ford, down Stan­way Hill where we stopped off at the café at Tod­ding­ton Rail­way Sta­tion. Af­ter two cheese and pickle sand­wiches and the left­over flap­jack I was ready for Cleeve Hill. In Winch­combe I couldn’t re­sist a quick ice cream be­fore start­ing my king of the moun­tain stage. It’s a long way up there, isn’t it? My word, that took some ef­fort. We then free-wheeled down the other side of the hill, past the race­course, along the Prom and over the fin­ish line at Im­pe­rial Gar­dens. When I got home I jumped on the scales and I’d put 3 pounds on.

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