Tiny Ride Today
Doughnut Run on the Grasshopper.
14/11/24
A slightly longer ride with some uphills to see what difference the seat adjustment makes. I grabbed my gear, went out through the gate, crossed the road and set off to the right.
It’s a curious thing, this starting off on a USS recumbent bike. There’s always a certain amount of pre launch tension, but having decided to go, it’s an almost instantaneous transition from not-rolling to rolling in most situations, even if not in the ideal gear for starting off. All you can see ahead are your feet going round, your knees going up and down, and parts of your legs as they move, with no stem or bars to impede your view. Then you get up some speed (never enough, it seems), and work up to a gear in which you can pedal comfortably.
It was uphill in this direction, until I reached the downhill to Swanlow Lane. I came to the uphill traffic lights and took the right hand lane. By the time I got near the lights they’d been green for a while and I expected them to change any second so as there was no traffic about I went for a lowered pavement on the right and followed it round the junction. When the road was clear I crossed over and became part of the traffic again. Left and downhill, negotiating the chicanes caused by lazy parkers leaving their cars on the left hand side of the road when they have driveways. Nevertheless, despite oncoming traffic I was able to let it roll freely downhill without even having to brake for a mini roundabout, though I covered the levers just in case.
Then it was through some lights on green, turned into an entrance to the right, across a car park. Past the new location of the war memorials, then along a path between some hoardings and barriers. Two girls were walking along here. One said, “Is that a bike?” “Yes”, I replied. I got off and walked with it to the nearby Greggs inside the precinct and locked it to a barrier. There are screened off areas due to continuing work inside the precinct, and the walkways are narrow.
My mission today was to collect a particular type of sugared doughnut from Greggs for Mrs T to take with her while child minding our grandson. He’s been ill recently and it is one of the few things he’ll eat at the moment. There was a long queue but I got to the counter in the end. I collected a box of doughnuts and thought I could justify having one of their sausage rolls since I’d cycled.
Out again, I unlocked the bike and turned it round in the doorway of the vacant shop next door. I looked up and saw that it was the old Wilko’s, with the sign still in place, which made me feel rather sad.
I wheeled the bike out into the open air. There were some memorial benches near the war memorials so I headed for them. Unfortunately they were wet with recent rain. I’d got off by this time, and I’d noticed that the stand had rotated a little as I leaned the bike on it. I’d wondered how long it would withstand the fairly linear pull of the cable mechanism. Fortunately I had a cunning plan in hand. There are two bolt sized lightening holes in the stand plate, one each side of the fixing bolt hole. I will just need to mark the stand to match one of them, then drill and tap for a suitable bolt to stop it turning in future. I straightened the stand alignment, folded it, then sat on the bike to eat my sausage roll. It was surprisingly comfortable sitting there in the low seat.
A former work colleague walked by with two dogs. One of them spotted the sausage roll and began to howl pitifully. I gave a wave and she came over. The dog fixed my sausage roll with a stare, still whimpering, while the other one took no notice. “I didn’t recognise you there” she said. “Not many people do”, I said, “They’re usually too busy looking at the bike”. I thought that unless I was actually on the road, they probably thought it was some sort of mobility aid. Which it actually is. I can get a lot further on a bike than I could if I was walking. While my former work colleague was regaling me with news about other former work colleagues, and some I’d never met, I finished my sausage roll and the dog started howling again. “Oh, never mind him, he gets plenty to eat at home” she said. We said our goodbyes, and she went on her way.
I took a couple of photos
then set off on my way home. Between the two memorials, across the car park, to the main road where I turned right. I headed for the town centre lights, then just before them turned left to ride up the long leafy path to the top of the hill.
I still can’t say whether it’s me or the bike but it was slow, though not difficult, progress up the hill, and there was no slipping or sliding. There were some road works signs taking up a good part of the pavement near the top of the hill and one of them caused me to get uncomfortably close to the busy traffic on the road, but I got through the gap easily enough.
I followed the path round at the top of the hill and got on to Swanlow Lane. I’d hoped that after the experience of the front mudguard rubbing the tyre and holding me back on the last ride I’d fly along here, but it felt like riding through treacle. Maybe I’m just out of condition. Need to get out and do some proper trips.
Anyhoo, I reached the lights on Townfields Road, sailed through on green, and pedalled furiously to get some speed up for my uphill turn off. Unfortunately a driver was dawdling across the junction and I had to slow down and trundle up in low gear. I got home, got through my back gate and put the bike away. Mission accomplished, doughnuts duly delivered.
Distance 3.01 miles. Max speed 19.6 mph. Average speed 6.1 mph. According to Garmin.
104 ft. According to Bikehike.