Maps are flat, and in typical girly-like fashion for some reason I neglected to realise that Victoria Park was in fact more of a Mountain. Well I’ve started and so I’ll finish, though even dropping in to the Granny cog and lowering pace; it’s hard bloody graft tackling the road leading to the Peak. To the peak and back, is what I ended up doing.
On the way back my GPS got confused at precisely the point I needed to take a turning and hence the result was a tour of the area, which whilst offering some incredible views over the city, was fraught with car, bus and lorry-dodging. Definitely recommended if you want to get some serious hill training in.
17K around Hong Kong Island