On the way I passed this milepost, which tells travellers how far they have to go to get from A to B. It's a kind of 19th century GPS I suppose - but I wouldn't want to carry one of these around with me.
I didn't do anything as exciting as travelling all the way from A to B today though. I just did a short, fairly hilly loop of a few miles.
In 1901 Charles Harper described this section of road as "a weariness and an infliction to the cyclist, for it goes on in a heavy three miles' continuous rise". I cunningly rode it in the opposite direction, so at this stage I was on a steady descent. I'd done the climbing earlier though, so I feel that I had paid my dues.