Today I passed from Scotland into England. It happened in the first few miles of the ride. I saw another rider at the sign for “Welcome to Scotland,” while I was taking my picture at the “Welcome to England” sign.
The ride for the day started out nice and flat. It remained that way until after Carlisle. The climbing started out as simple, easy hill climbing, but by the last 15 miles of the day I ended up climbing a mountain. At least it felt like a mountain.
The rest of the day was a lovely and sunny day. The sun was shining with almost no clouds in the sky. I passed through Penrith, which has a quaint little town center, but spent most of the day on the road.