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Sunday 7th April Mice Star Date Log 97 A Pootley Sunday London Ride. 19.97 miles in 1hr 49 mins. 10.9mph average speed with 22.3 max on the Marin.
What is it about these rides? Is it that they really are a pootle? No particular mileage to be covered? No real destination until someone at the start comes up with an idea? Cycling at conversational pace towards a nearby location for coffees and a chat? And in fine company?
Today was no exception. Except one thing.Arallsopp arrived on his "Is it a Bird? Is it a Bike?" "No. It's a Velomobile." This is really a recumbent trike in a carbon fibre shell. It looks like something out of The Wacky Races. (If you are under 28 years old you may have to google that! The Hannah Barbar version). It goes like a rocket with very little effort and supersonically so once its owner gets going. Unbelievable.
It also causes a bit of a stare.
Members of the public come up and ask to take photos and questions. It's more of a Velo Celebe than a Velomobeel! Once autographs had been metaphorically signed (by the VM not by the owner) we decided to head towards Borough. Even on the move people stare. There was a particularly classic moment when a chap was about to take a photo of his girlfriend who had struck a pose in front of Buckingham Palace. As the Velomobeel went by the lens left the girlfriend and followed the wheels instead! 
Down Birdcage Walk, Parliament Square and onto the Embankment. Cycling in London on a sunny Sunday is a joy. Total joy. Along to Blackfriars Bridge and onto Borough. Down to a cafe in Burgess Park, Camberwell. It was a reality check against Look Mum No Hands which quite frankly has fallen into the outrageous pricing category.
Coffees and catchups with a few more Velomobeel moments and we were off to Peckham. Clarion was leading the way, apparently he wasn't sure of the route but neither Arallsopp nor I had a clue nor did we care. We were on our bikes. We found our way to another cafe, this one on Peckham Common. Excellent food and drinks. The VM and Andy headed for home whilst Clarion and I sat in the sunshine putting the world to rights (metaphorically speaking at least!)
We headed North and went our separate ways. Over 100 miles cycled in a weekend. That will do for me! I love riding my bike!
I took some pics!
https://picasaweb.google.com/108733...&authkey=Gv1sRgCPqUupGXm7vqRQ&feat=directlink
Mice
What is it about these rides? Is it that they really are a pootle? No particular mileage to be covered? No real destination until someone at the start comes up with an idea? Cycling at conversational pace towards a nearby location for coffees and a chat? And in fine company?
Today was no exception. Except one thing.Arallsopp arrived on his "Is it a Bird? Is it a Bike?" "No. It's a Velomobile." This is really a recumbent trike in a carbon fibre shell. It looks like something out of The Wacky Races. (If you are under 28 years old you may have to google that! The Hannah Barbar version). It goes like a rocket with very little effort and supersonically so once its owner gets going. Unbelievable.
It also causes a bit of a stare.
Members of the public come up and ask to take photos and questions. It's more of a Velo Celebe than a Velomobeel! Once autographs had been metaphorically signed (by the VM not by the owner) we decided to head towards Borough. Even on the move people stare. There was a particularly classic moment when a chap was about to take a photo of his girlfriend who had struck a pose in front of Buckingham Palace. As the Velomobeel went by the lens left the girlfriend and followed the wheels instead! Down Birdcage Walk, Parliament Square and onto the Embankment. Cycling in London on a sunny Sunday is a joy. Total joy. Along to Blackfriars Bridge and onto Borough. Down to a cafe in Burgess Park, Camberwell. It was a reality check against Look Mum No Hands which quite frankly has fallen into the outrageous pricing category.
Coffees and catchups with a few more Velomobeel moments and we were off to Peckham. Clarion was leading the way, apparently he wasn't sure of the route but neither Arallsopp nor I had a clue nor did we care. We were on our bikes. We found our way to another cafe, this one on Peckham Common. Excellent food and drinks. The VM and Andy headed for home whilst Clarion and I sat in the sunshine putting the world to rights (metaphorically speaking at least!)
We headed North and went our separate ways. Over 100 miles cycled in a weekend. That will do for me! I love riding my bike!
I took some pics!
https://picasaweb.google.com/108733...&authkey=Gv1sRgCPqUupGXm7vqRQ&feat=directlink
Mice
lol im off Shoppenhangers just past Ockwells Park.
