I started a new job near Watford last week. The route options are:
The first bit, the Slough Spur, is just over 3 miles with 8 gates like this along it. Each one requires you to dismount, the steps were of various heights and widths and at least three were so narrow that my rear wheel wouldn't fit through the gap, needing me to lift the bike through. It was a pain in the bum having to dismount every few minutes to go through them.
I got to the main Grand Union, near Cowley, and the place suddenly filled with people, which was kind of to be expected as it's a lovely route inside the M25 and today was gorgeous. But I didn't expect the surface to be crap, the tow path to be narrow and covered in glass and there were a couple of times when it went from one side of the canal to the other, without really being clear that it had done so as paths for house boaters meant there was a track of sorts on both sides.
Still, I persevered and made it through Denham, Uxbridge, past the Coy Carp at Harefield and to Rickmansworth where one of the bolts in my right shoe's cleat decided that it'd enough of being clipped and unclipped and came out. Luckily, I noticed at a point I had plenty of time to plan an elegant dismount but it still took about 30 minutes to free my shoe and remove the other bolt and the clip.
I checked my watch at that point, I was about 3 miles from my planned destination and it had taken 3 hours to get there! The words "balls to that" may have entered my mind at this point.
So, having proved that it wasn't a viable option, onto the tarmac. I cycled home the lumpy way with only one shoe clipped in and I was still back home in under 90 minutes.
- Approximately 29 miles to drive on the motorways
- Around 20 miles if I cycle direct with about 1000 feet of climbing
- Around 22 miles if I use the Grand Union from Slough, with about 300 feet of climbing.
The first bit, the Slough Spur, is just over 3 miles with 8 gates like this along it. Each one requires you to dismount, the steps were of various heights and widths and at least three were so narrow that my rear wheel wouldn't fit through the gap, needing me to lift the bike through. It was a pain in the bum having to dismount every few minutes to go through them.
I got to the main Grand Union, near Cowley, and the place suddenly filled with people, which was kind of to be expected as it's a lovely route inside the M25 and today was gorgeous. But I didn't expect the surface to be crap, the tow path to be narrow and covered in glass and there were a couple of times when it went from one side of the canal to the other, without really being clear that it had done so as paths for house boaters meant there was a track of sorts on both sides.
Still, I persevered and made it through Denham, Uxbridge, past the Coy Carp at Harefield and to Rickmansworth where one of the bolts in my right shoe's cleat decided that it'd enough of being clipped and unclipped and came out. Luckily, I noticed at a point I had plenty of time to plan an elegant dismount but it still took about 30 minutes to free my shoe and remove the other bolt and the clip.
I checked my watch at that point, I was about 3 miles from my planned destination and it had taken 3 hours to get there! The words "balls to that" may have entered my mind at this point.
So, having proved that it wasn't a viable option, onto the tarmac. I cycled home the lumpy way with only one shoe clipped in and I was still back home in under 90 minutes.