Friday 22nd July – York to Lincoln
Left later than I wanted to. Again. Enjoying the posh hotel room. Decided I would try and make it to Lincoln. Although at over 70 miles away I thought it might be a bit much.
Passed through Selby then Goole, Britain’s largest inland port. A Lancaster bomber flew overhead. The going was pretty flat. I like Lincolnshire. That is until I got to Scunthorpe. Big, steep hill in, then down all the way. Then a big steep hill out. The council obviously haven’t got round to flattening this one out, marring an otherwise perfect job with the rest of North Lincolnshire. Didn’t stop for lunch today. Instead I had regular snack stops. Seems to work and it avoids the enormous pub lunches that seem to be par for the course.
After Scunthorpe it was just over 20 miles down the A15, the almost dead straight Roman road to Lincoln. The trouble with a flat landscape is that your legs don’t get a rest on the downhill sections. Its a bit of a slog, constant pedalling. Cant complain though, I made very good time and made it the almost 76 miles to Lincoln. The RAF seem to have quite a presence in this county. Passed the home of the Red Arrows at RAF Scrampton.
Got to Lincoln just after 7.00 PM. Pretty exhausted. Found somewhere to stay that was at the top of the hill. Needless to say I was at the bottom. Lincoln seems like a good place to visit one day. Nice city centre with a lovely old town atop the very steep hill. No WiFi so off to bed pretty soon after having something to eat.