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I've just come across this, presumably aimed at cyclists, but for those who like whizzing up and down hills on the motorised awesome steeds might be interesting :)

Indeed, it seems that I live at the bottom of the most difficult climb in Dorset

 
Good find and thank you.

I have motorbiked up some of the Belgian ones, used in bicycle races. They are bloody steep. One, up a village street, covered in cobbles, with house doors very close by on either side (it was nothing more than a near vertical alley) was genuinely scary on my 1600, especially as it was dug up for gas works at the top, at the very narrow T-junction, also in an alley. I just dared not stop and prayed that nobody stepped out to hear what the row was.

I only went up it by mistake, as it’s not actually on the bicycle route, adjudged as being too narrow for bicycles!
 
Well this post isn’t about what I expected. I was going to recommend rockfax as it was developed by a friend of my son. Climbing but up rock faces.
 
Good find and thank you.

I have motorbiked up some of the Belgian ones, used in bicycle races. They are bloody steep. One, up a village street, covered in cobbles, with house doors very close by on either side (it was nothing more than a near vertical alley) was genuinely scary on my 1600, especially as it was dug up for gas works at the top, at the very narrow T-junction, also in an alley. I just dared not stop and prayed that nobody stepped out to hear what the row was.

I only went up it by mistake, as it’s not actually on the bicycle route, adjudged as being too narrow for bicycles!
:ROFLMAO:

You do like a narrow road on an unsuitable bike, don't you?

A few years ago we were staying at the Parador in Jaen, which stands atop a high and steep ridge overlooking the city. Two-up on the GS, following the sat nav, we ended up on increasingly steep and narrow streets. The 40C heat didn't help. There was much revving and clutch slipping, some kidney punching from Jo, some swearing from me and some hasty avoidance manoeuvres from the locals. I was really nervous about moving on a couple of days later. Imagine my relief to find that if we followed the signs instead of the sat nav, there was a smooth, wide main road all the way up to the Parador.

We'd previously stayed at Cardona (on the awesome K1600) and that was a similar affair, riding right to the top of the hill on a narrow twisty road, then the top of the castle on a very steep cobbled path with a very tight hairpin, to park the bike. Riding down the next day was genuinely scary - I made Jo get off and walk while I paddled round the corner, much to the amusement of the coach load of schoolkids. For the rest of that stay, and the following year (it's convenient-ish for the MotoGP in Barcelona) we parked at the base of the castle and slogged up the steep cobbled hill on foot. Every day was a little hotter than the day before and people must have wondered what we'd been up to each day when we arrived in Reception sweating like we'd been in a sauna.

On the last day of the second trip - so eight nights at the Parador - we discovered that a short walk down the corridor took you to a lift that went right down to car park level! Bugger!
 
On the last day of the second trip - so eight nights at the Parador - we discovered that a short walk down the corridor took you to a lift that went right down to car park level! Bugger!

Excellent.
 


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