I like dates. I like cake. But somehow I have never put the two together. Saturday morning saw this disparity put to rest.
Originally published by Dave in August 2003, here’s a recipe for the ultimate in trail food.
After a ride of pretty much any description I’m always up for a piece of cake and a tea or hot chocolate. The National Trust kiosk at the top of Box Hill is a little piece of heaven when it comes to the cake!
Hunger pangs and sugar dips are the inevitable result of extended periods of hard exercise, something we’ve found out the hard way on numerous occasions. It has to be said that there are some Muddymoles who also manage to experience these effects without the need for any kind of exercise but that’s just called gluttony.
While Mark was busy dating his cake I was making a small discovery myself.