The climb was exactly what I been told to expect:gradual & very long with a couple of "f88ck me" wall-like blips.What was not expected was a 60 minute exposure to so much sun & heat giving a gradual slightly roasted jogler result.The last climb immediatley prior the Inn was a bit of challenge.
I was admittedly over-sensitised to gradients due to the combination of heavy bike, continuing lack of fitness and agonising knee pain (on both sides from about Reeth), but I maintain that anyone saying 'long and gradual' must have taken another route up some completely different hill or something. Pen-y-Pass is long and gradual; Arkengarthdale is a sodding backwards roller-coaster! Every time we gained some useful amount of elevation, we'd find ourselves going down again and lose almost but not quite all of it. Certainly not stick-it-in-the-19"-gear-and-twiddle territory.
Most of the "'f88ck me' blips" I managed to carry a decent amount of momentum into, so managed to avoid any getting-off-and-pushing or anything silly like that.
The final push up to the pub didn't bother me, as I could see the pub on the GPS and knew that as long as I could stay awake
[1] for a couple more minutes, it was - and I quote - "downhill all the way to Darlington".
I never imagined that riding up a hill could be enjoyable.This is only the second hill I've ever ridden up that I would choose to do again.
I'd probably be inclined to agree with you if I hadn't struggled so much. The view was utterly fantastic.
[1] Heat, pain, allergies and the effects of the various drugs I was using to manage them were making it surprisingly difficult to keep my eyes open. I had to get off and have a lie down in the shade of a sheep (which unhelpfully ran off) at one point.