I let the cat clean it up for me :-)Omelette for you then
I let the cat clean it up for me :-)Omelette for you then
I used to go up to High Hesket and Lazonby every week, great part of the world.It was such a lovely afternoon I took a poet's day so I could get a ride in on the road bike... which I've been neglecting in favour of the MTB, and this was only its third trip out this year.
The route was a simple straight run out to Calthwaite, cross over to Hutton End and then straight back to Carlisle
No stops,
No photos
I've got a map though
and a gradient profile...
22½ miles/900 ft @ 18mph
I live on the Kingsway , I stuck to the housing estate as much as possible down to McDonalds. Then I stayed on the pavement until it ran out just after the garden centre by J12. I must admit some of the cars were a bit close. The biggest problem was in Stonehouse High Street where the traffic was keeping right to the left and I had to take to the pavement as there was no room by the kerb. At the end at the roundabout I turned right and road to J13 with no real problems. I didn't enjoy the tide up Whitminster hill but had someone In front to chase! Then coming up to the McDonalds on the roundabout A38, people again right next to the kerb on the wide A38 ! Just no need for it, had to take to the pavement again. I then came off at the first junction in Hardwick and upto the first roundabout and turned right over the A38 and straight across the next roundabout, into the estate again. Just as I got into the house the heavens opened !
I really enjoyed the ride but I might try it the other way round tomorrow if I have time , just to see what it's like.
I must admit I do prefer the lanes by Harescombe and Harefield upto Brookthorpe but it's just not long enough.
I was thinking of going out that way over the weekend. The Cumbrian Riviera isn't too bad either... a tad too far for me thoughI used to go up to High Hesket and Lazonby every week, great part of the world.
I wouldn't worry too much. The majority of folk will still head to increasingly twee and overcrowded lake district like moths to a flame, leaving the North Pennines to those who relish the tranquil solitude.
I'll hasten to add that while it was on two wheels, those two wheels had a big engine between them.I was thinking of going out that way over the weekend. The Cumbrian Riviera isn't too bad either... a tad too far for me though
West Coast Steam Gala at Mid-Norfolk.http://www.mnr.org.uk/index.php/events/special-event-2014-05-30/ LMS 46115 "Scots Guardsman and 45699 "Galatea"Just back from my afternoon ride. We rode to the caravan storage place to do the paperwork so Bunty van can live there. We took the most 'direct' route according to the Garmin but not the most direct route according to us. It was a nice ride. The garmin made the 13 mile direct there and back route come to 23.68 miles. I am not sure that I'd trust the gamin to pick the best route to anywhere that I didn't know. I'd be out there forever.
Anyway, the weather was nice-ish. I stopped on the way back to watch a large brown, glossy furred rat cleaning his whiskers and looking appalled at how such a fat woman could squeeze herself into lycra. Then he stopped cleaning his whiskers and looked as if he were appreciating the loveliness of my bike. He then crossed the road, grabbed some wool from the brambles there and came back to my side of the road. Looked at me a bit more and then took his sheep's wool into the hedge. He's probably making a duvet for his kids.
Getting back into Wymondham was interesting. There were cars galore, all parked up and scores of people all milling about at the railway gates. Apparently there is a loco festival going on and 3 wonderfully restored locos are coming to visit our restored track. Its on tomorrow too, the lady was telling me.
I got home, put the kettle on and made a ham and cream cheese & salad sandwich and waited for the OH who I had left some 5 miles previously when he said 'you go on' so I did. Interestingly the whining noise coming from the back of my bike ceased within a couple of hundred yards (we did that joke yesterday didn't we).
23.68 miles in 1:53:20 with climbing of a mahoosive 529 feet. I do live in Norfolk though so that's positively an Alp to us. Not hurrying at all but enjoying the scenery.