mr messy
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AwwwwwPhew, had me worried there for a minute
AwwwwwPhew, had me worried there for a minute
Just saw your post Pat. Not been on for a while. Thank you for being willing to help me out with the bike anyway. Did you get my text with my address?Lucky escape for me today: was meant to pick up @Hellsbells2504 bike then ride it to her new abode - good luck in your new flat, Helen! But a very kind charity pick up van man dropped it off.
Soooooo: raining buckets, no work for me today, planning not to venture out all day!
Eh do you think anyone will admit to paying to watch that rubbish!?@Scoosh were you at the rugby today? Looked suspiciously like you in a brown coat, front row east stand.
Noticed it got a wee bit stormy today.I looked up the weather forecast yesterday, and saw that today was to have 8mph westerly winds, a mixture of sunshine and heavy showers, and a maximum temperature of 7⁰C, and thought, “Yeah, I can go with that.” Clearly, in retrospect, there was an additional digit missing from the windspeed.
The plan was to head down to Kilmarnock, then east to Strathaven, and then back up on the unclassified roads towards Jackton and thence the Dear Green Place, but having got thoroughly soaked while heading south into the teeth of a gale, I cut the corner and headed over to Galston instead. That’s where the fun really started and I quickly found myself trying to shelter, where there was no shelter, from the torrential icy rain. The road sign for the old Louden Castle theme park was the best I could manage, and grateful I was for it.
Sadly, the road from Galston to Strathaven was mostly sheltered from the wind, which should have been on my back, but that’s really, that’s just par for the course. I did get some help from it on the way up the long hill just after the Loudon Inn, I got a fair bit up in the big ring in fact, and then it suddenly dropped which left me franticly trying to get down to a low enough gear to continue. I’d hoped that the wind would start to die down a bit when I turned north and homewards at Strathaven, but not a bit of it – if anything, it seemed to get stronger and as the road is a succession of left and then right turns, I was either getting blown sideways or battling into the face of it for the entire jouney.
53 miles and 2000 ft of ascent in a howling gale……………..but anything’s better than the turbo
I looked up the weather forecast yesterday, and saw that today was to have 8mph westerly winds, a mixture of sunshine and heavy showers, and a maximum temperature of 7⁰C, and thought, “Yeah, I can go with that.” Clearly, in retrospect, there was an additional digit missing from the windspeed.
The plan was to head down to Kilmarnock, then east to Strathaven, and then back up on the unclassified roads towards Jackton and thence the Dear Green Place, but having got thoroughly soaked while heading south into the teeth of a gale, I cut the corner and headed over to Galston instead. That’s where the fun really started and I quickly found myself trying to shelter, where there was no shelter, from the torrential icy rain. The road sign for the old Louden Castle theme park was the best I could manage, and grateful I was for it.
Sadly, the road from Galston to Strathaven was mostly sheltered from the wind, which should have been on my back, but that’s really, that’s just par for the course. I did get some help from it on the way up the long hill just after the Loudon Inn, I got a fair bit up in the big ring in fact, and then it suddenly dropped which left me franticly trying to get down to a low enough gear to continue. I’d hoped that the wind would start to die down a bit when I turned north and homewards at Strathaven, but not a bit of it – if anything, it seemed to get stronger and as the road is a succession of left and then right turns, I was either getting blown sideways or battling into the face of it for the entire jouney.
53 miles and 2000 ft of ascent in a howling gale……………..but anything’s better than the turbo
Aye, it is. I've been across it from the east twice and both times I've genuinely feared for my life because of stupidly close passes, both times were in good weather.Was out in the car today; no way was I even attempting to cycle in that! Saw a few poor souls cycling up the Haylie Brae. There was a river running down the road, it was blowing a gale, hosing it down with sleet, and busy with traffic. My idea of hell, TBH.. Hoping to get out tomorrow, the forecast is reasonable-ish. Still won't be going near the Haylie Brae though, it's a horrible road for cycling.
Too many drivers going round blind corners too fast and finding a cyclist struggling up the hill. With traffic coming towards them, they have nowhere to go, with a steep bank on one side and stone dyke on the other. Sadly, it's just a matter of time before there's a serious accident involving a cyclist.Aye, it is. I've been across it from the east twice and both times I've genuinely feared for my life because of stupidly close passes, both times were in good weather.
Leeks and parsnips Telemark? .......a small price to payChappeau! Sounds like quite an adventure
I just did a wee ride to the allotment today, got well soaked (straight into the horizontal rain ), on the plus side I came home with a bag of leeks and a bag of parsnips and the wind behind me... also acquired some punctures/scratches on my hands from pruning the gooseberry bushes, not quite worth an owww smiley, compared with others o.t.p.
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Phew, well done!Chain snapped on my way home on friday night, 2 miles of walking and rolling home
Back on the old tank today and had to go hell of leather cause i left 20 mins before i started work, made it here in 19 mins
Very nice they were, too, in a sausage casserole, with the last of the non-floury potatoes from the allotment, carrots, celeriac & of course sausages.Leeks and parsnips Telemark? .......a small price to pay