ScotiaLass
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Your ride today.... (part 1)
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welsh dragon
Thanks but no thanks. I think I'll pass.
Thanks SL.
I was out just after 9.00am so I could be back in time for the Tour de France. A bit breezy, but at least the sun was shining. 
http://www.strava.com/activities/161903358
John
http://www.strava.com/activities/161903358
John
gavgav
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Thanks for your kind words @ScotiaLass.
gavgav
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I headed over to see my Dad, via a scenic and hilly route. It was out via the cycle paths to Bayston Hill and then up Lyth Hill. I created my 1st Strava segment yesterday, called Bayston Hill Climber and so I became King of the Mountains today on it 
......won't last long and likely to be my only KOM ever!
I was surprised that there were still a couple of the large puddles on the moguls section that were still across the whole track!
I then dropped down to Exfords Green and started more climbing up Long Lane. I had 2 incidents along here in the space of about 1/2 a mile
. Firstly I pulled in to let a chap through in a Peugeot and he repaid me by stopping about 200 yards up the road, outside a house, and proceeded to open his door into my path as I pulled round him! He did apologise as I passed the front of his car. Then on a very narrow bit I heard a car coming up behind me and I could tell from the engine sound that he wasn't going to stop and was going to try to squeeze through and so, rather nerve wrackingly I adopted Primary position. It worked, as he braked and slowed just behind me. I then got to the wider section and waved him through with a loud "now you pass me, not back there". Hopefully it educated him but I doubt it.
There was then more climbing up to Oaks, but it's worth it for views like this over towards the Wrekin
There is some nice downhill from Wrentnall into Pulverbatch, where I stopped to arrange tonight's meal out with @Rickshaw Phil via text and I then descended to the junction to Wilderley and climbed up to the farm.
I hadn't been this way for a while and so wasn't sure of the roads entirely, but headed in the general direction of Picklescott. I had 2 encounters with wildlife along this section, with firstly a butterfly bouncing off my lips (good job my mouth was closed!) and then a Buzzard took off from the fence beside me and flew in front for about 50 yards, which was just magical
There was then the nice downhill section into Dorrington and Stapleton, where I arrived at dad's.
I kept him company for a couple of hours, had a bit of lunch and put the TV on to watch some of the Tour de France coverage. It looked fantastic and the crowds were superb!
The legs had stiffened up a bit and also the breeze had, as I set off back for home, via the long route. Firstly it was up to Ryton, Longnor, and then the nice sections through Frodesley, Acton Burnell and Pitchford. The wind was against me at times and that slowed me down a bit.
I then arrived in Atcham and took my now regular detour through Attingham Park National Trust grounds, to avoid as much of the rat run that I could.
As I left the park, onto a short section of the rat run, I was reminded of exactly why I hate it so much, with the worst close pass I have ever had whilst cycling. A stupid idiot in a Silver Porsche came hurtling past me, doing about 70mph in the 40mph zone, I would think, giving me absolutely no room whatsoever as he squeezed past me and a green Fiesta coming the other way
. I made it perfectly clear what I thought of him with some choice hand gestures as he flew off in the distance. One can only hope that he totals it around a tree as soon as possible and there will then be 1 less idiot on the road for us to have to deal with.
I escaped the rat run by heading up the Pelham road into Upton Magna and then my normal route home from there via Uffington and the old canal path.
39.23 miles at 11.8 avg mph and 1700 ft of climbing
......won't last long and likely to be my only KOM ever!I was surprised that there were still a couple of the large puddles on the moguls section that were still across the whole track!
I then dropped down to Exfords Green and started more climbing up Long Lane. I had 2 incidents along here in the space of about 1/2 a mile
. Firstly I pulled in to let a chap through in a Peugeot and he repaid me by stopping about 200 yards up the road, outside a house, and proceeded to open his door into my path as I pulled round him! He did apologise as I passed the front of his car. Then on a very narrow bit I heard a car coming up behind me and I could tell from the engine sound that he wasn't going to stop and was going to try to squeeze through and so, rather nerve wrackingly I adopted Primary position. It worked, as he braked and slowed just behind me. I then got to the wider section and waved him through with a loud "now you pass me, not back there". Hopefully it educated him but I doubt it.There was then more climbing up to Oaks, but it's worth it for views like this over towards the Wrekin
There is some nice downhill from Wrentnall into Pulverbatch, where I stopped to arrange tonight's meal out with @Rickshaw Phil via text and I then descended to the junction to Wilderley and climbed up to the farm.
I hadn't been this way for a while and so wasn't sure of the roads entirely, but headed in the general direction of Picklescott. I had 2 encounters with wildlife along this section, with firstly a butterfly bouncing off my lips (good job my mouth was closed!) and then a Buzzard took off from the fence beside me and flew in front for about 50 yards, which was just magical
There was then the nice downhill section into Dorrington and Stapleton, where I arrived at dad's.
I kept him company for a couple of hours, had a bit of lunch and put the TV on to watch some of the Tour de France coverage. It looked fantastic and the crowds were superb!
The legs had stiffened up a bit and also the breeze had, as I set off back for home, via the long route. Firstly it was up to Ryton, Longnor, and then the nice sections through Frodesley, Acton Burnell and Pitchford. The wind was against me at times and that slowed me down a bit.
I then arrived in Atcham and took my now regular detour through Attingham Park National Trust grounds, to avoid as much of the rat run that I could.
As I left the park, onto a short section of the rat run, I was reminded of exactly why I hate it so much, with the worst close pass I have ever had whilst cycling. A stupid idiot in a Silver Porsche came hurtling past me, doing about 70mph in the 40mph zone, I would think, giving me absolutely no room whatsoever as he squeezed past me and a green Fiesta coming the other way
. I made it perfectly clear what I thought of him with some choice hand gestures as he flew off in the distance. One can only hope that he totals it around a tree as soon as possible and there will then be 1 less idiot on the road for us to have to deal with.I escaped the rat run by heading up the Pelham road into Upton Magna and then my normal route home from there via Uffington and the old canal path.
39.23 miles at 11.8 avg mph and 1700 ft of climbing
Just a short ride today. 26km from my LBS back home. However it was a bit special as it was to ride home with a friend after collecting his first road bike. Pleased to report he absolutely loves it. Think this is going to mean a lot more riding together as his enthusiasm has gone through the roof! (His previous bike was a really heavy hybrid - he's now on a Specialized Roubaix)
Got myself some new shoes + a gift from the LBS for introducing a new customer. Very pleased.
Got myself some new shoes + a gift from the LBS for introducing a new customer. Very pleased.
alans
black belt lounge lizard
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- Staffordshire
Today
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBTtRL8g_C4
'cause I've just done Meir to the top of Totmanslow AT NOT LESS THAN 30kph
.
The 30kph threshold was on the short sharp up bit just past the Draycott Arms where I felt so TdF I changed up a gear & danced on de pedals
Max* at 44kph on the straight bit at Draycott in the Moors
Previously I've considered it good to average 22kph on this stretch
I'm so buzzing atm.I've not had a velo-induced endorphin rush like that in a long long time.
I'm rather
to realise that all that tandeming & the recent commuting to & from work appears to be generating dividends.
*actually the downhill from Totmanslow to home maxed at 58kph but that doesn't count due to the massive gravity assist.
ETA this wee bit of excitement occurred on the way home from a 36km round trip to Stoke station to buy tickets for mcshroom's Carlisle/Newcastle night ride.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBTtRL8g_C4
'cause I've just done Meir to the top of Totmanslow AT NOT LESS THAN 30kph
The 30kph threshold was on the short sharp up bit just past the Draycott Arms where I felt so TdF I changed up a gear & danced on de pedals
Max* at 44kph on the straight bit at Draycott in the Moors
Previously I've considered it good to average 22kph on this stretch
I'm so buzzing atm.I've not had a velo-induced endorphin rush like that in a long long time.
I'm rather
*actually the downhill from Totmanslow to home maxed at 58kph but that doesn't count due to the massive gravity assist.
ETA this wee bit of excitement occurred on the way home from a 36km round trip to Stoke station to buy tickets for mcshroom's Carlisle/Newcastle night ride.
Friday Night To The Coast - Southend Edition
I had been watching the forecast all week as to what the weather was going to bring for the Southend ride. All forecast sites seemed to be in agreement that we were going to get wet at some point during the ride, however temperatures were going to be very mild.
So fuget.. raceblade went on the rear of the bike.. I know, I know.. mudguards on a FNR? What is the world coming to? Any way, I went to bed for a few hours and woke up to rain on the velux. aha... the weather report was playing with us, rain wasn't due until at least the early hours but it was here already. I shook a fist at the moon... we'll in it's vague direction as it was too cloudy to see it.
Anyway.. by the time I had eaten and faffed about the rain had stopped and the temperature was reading 19degs.. Good.. nice dry & warm run in to HPC. And it was. But what was this? Another raceblade on the rear of another bike.. holy temporary mudguards Batman, it only belonged to LongMartin. I was in good company then.
At HPC, the usual meet and greet with old friends and new and the legendary safety talk and in the words of our glorious leader "OK, We're on our way"
The usual run east out of London was fairly non-descript, the natives were playing friendly and even the traffic seemed to behave. Seeing as we seemed to be light on numbers we were moving along at a fair rate with very few problems..... it was still dry.
Only one mechanical of note. SlowMotion had an awful creak, we spent time trying to work out what it was. It was found to be a loose crank. We needed a big hex key to tighten it. Not one of a size that you usually find on a run of the mill multi tool. But HAHA.. I don't carry a run of the mill multi Tool. Oh No! I carry a Lezeyne special multi Tool that had a nice big fat hex key that would tighten Slowmotions crank. Sorry for the fuzzy pick. I was still shaking at the excitement of it all.
Once again the northbound of the Thames option was the Rotherhithe tunnel. Now I like doing this, it is great fun and a couple of loud woohoo's did escape from my cakehole cause me to giggle like a child to myself listening to the loud echo. But I can do withiut sucking in a gallon of petrol fumes
Halfway point was Jnc 21. Now I like this place. I bring my own sarnies and just grab a tea or a coffee. There is plenty of room for everyone and everyone's bikes. Dish of the day was Spicy hicken Chips... I stuck to my sarnies, and a most fabulous pork pie imported into London from Yorkshireplaceoopnorf by the legendary Vernon. And golly gosh it was good, it didn't even touch the sides.
We had a few of these odd things too...
LongMartin #bloody cyclist - with a rear raceblade.
There was still no rain and the temperature was at a balmy 17degs upon leaving Jnc 21. But worse was to come once in the countryside. the temperature dropped to an all night low of 16degs. Heavens above.. all we needed was a good few hours of steady drizzle. Oh bowlacks that hexed it.. and the drizzle did come, and it did fall from the sky and it kept falling from the sky. And with the rain the punctures started.... all fixed quickly and efficiently with the minimum of fuss... though I must report that one of the punctures, from a lady at the back who shall remain nameless, (but her bike is in a pic above) naughty naughty dirty bike...tsk tsk
And the rain did drizzle, and the glorious leader stopped the ride to talk stuff about Princess Margaret and other stuff, and the people did listen.
And the rain did drizzle, and the glorious leader stopped the ride to talk stuff about Castles, and the people did listen.
And the rain did drizzle and the glorious leader carried on talking.. whilst people complained about the rain that did drizzle.
It wasn't long before we were at Leigh-On-Sea and the path taken.. In five years of going to Sarfend with the Fridays I have never seen the tide in.. so a first
The drizzle stopped, and the drizzle started again. Friday peeps if squint and/or use a magnifying glass.
And so to the Rose cafe. We were early but they were open and serving food to the riders with their usual fast efficiency.
And the rain did drizzle and the drizzle became rain which did became drizzle. But did stop for the departure of the SMRbtH. Glory be!! But hey, if it wasn't going to drizzle then it was going to torment us with a bugger headwing in places.
It was nice to have some new faces joining the ride home. @w00hoo_kent His first FNR & SMRbtH. And the 4 Hastings chaps. A pretty uneventful ride apart from 2 punctures, strangely enough at the same place. Vange... bloody Vange.
A quick refuel stop at Stanford Le Hope to all that enter here and it was time to say goodbye to W00hoo and the Hastings guys as they were heading for sarf of the river tio Kentish land via the Tilbury Ferry. Very sorry we didn't manage to say goodbye. Classic case of head down, cycle, cycle and forget which roundabout you needed. Though either/or lead to Tilbury. Thanks for coming along anyway chaps.
So myself an Martin safely negotiated the one way system at Grays and reached the Dartford crossing just after 10. It did mean a wait as the cycle crossing vehicle does not run from 9am to 10.30am. For the improvement of service to cyclists of course. We knew Mr @rb58 was wanting to get the 10.30 crossing so we waited..
The ride home from Dartford doesn't take long and was home in time to embarrass the missus and ian jnr by turning up to his football training in full lycra mode.
So thanks Simon, Suzie and all the Friday peeps. The drizzle certainly didn't put a dampener on this ride.
105 lovely miles for the night/day.. see y'all next month.
I had been watching the forecast all week as to what the weather was going to bring for the Southend ride. All forecast sites seemed to be in agreement that we were going to get wet at some point during the ride, however temperatures were going to be very mild.
So fuget.. raceblade went on the rear of the bike.. I know, I know.. mudguards on a FNR? What is the world coming to? Any way, I went to bed for a few hours and woke up to rain on the velux. aha... the weather report was playing with us, rain wasn't due until at least the early hours but it was here already. I shook a fist at the moon... we'll in it's vague direction as it was too cloudy to see it.
Anyway.. by the time I had eaten and faffed about the rain had stopped and the temperature was reading 19degs.. Good.. nice dry & warm run in to HPC. And it was. But what was this? Another raceblade on the rear of another bike.. holy temporary mudguards Batman, it only belonged to LongMartin. I was in good company then.
At HPC, the usual meet and greet with old friends and new and the legendary safety talk and in the words of our glorious leader "OK, We're on our way"
The usual run east out of London was fairly non-descript, the natives were playing friendly and even the traffic seemed to behave. Seeing as we seemed to be light on numbers we were moving along at a fair rate with very few problems..... it was still dry.
Only one mechanical of note. SlowMotion had an awful creak, we spent time trying to work out what it was. It was found to be a loose crank. We needed a big hex key to tighten it. Not one of a size that you usually find on a run of the mill multi tool. But HAHA.. I don't carry a run of the mill multi Tool. Oh No! I carry a Lezeyne special multi Tool that had a nice big fat hex key that would tighten Slowmotions crank. Sorry for the fuzzy pick. I was still shaking at the excitement of it all.
Once again the northbound of the Thames option was the Rotherhithe tunnel. Now I like doing this, it is great fun and a couple of loud woohoo's did escape from my cakehole cause me to giggle like a child to myself listening to the loud echo. But I can do withiut sucking in a gallon of petrol fumes
Halfway point was Jnc 21. Now I like this place. I bring my own sarnies and just grab a tea or a coffee. There is plenty of room for everyone and everyone's bikes. Dish of the day was Spicy hicken Chips... I stuck to my sarnies, and a most fabulous pork pie imported into London from Yorkshireplaceoopnorf by the legendary Vernon. And golly gosh it was good, it didn't even touch the sides.
We had a few of these odd things too...
LongMartin #bloody cyclist - with a rear raceblade.
There was still no rain and the temperature was at a balmy 17degs upon leaving Jnc 21. But worse was to come once in the countryside. the temperature dropped to an all night low of 16degs. Heavens above.. all we needed was a good few hours of steady drizzle. Oh bowlacks that hexed it.. and the drizzle did come, and it did fall from the sky and it kept falling from the sky. And with the rain the punctures started.... all fixed quickly and efficiently with the minimum of fuss... though I must report that one of the punctures, from a lady at the back who shall remain nameless, (but her bike is in a pic above) naughty naughty dirty bike...tsk tsk
And the rain did drizzle, and the glorious leader stopped the ride to talk stuff about Princess Margaret and other stuff, and the people did listen.
And the rain did drizzle, and the glorious leader stopped the ride to talk stuff about Castles, and the people did listen.
And the rain did drizzle and the glorious leader carried on talking.. whilst people complained about the rain that did drizzle.
It wasn't long before we were at Leigh-On-Sea and the path taken.. In five years of going to Sarfend with the Fridays I have never seen the tide in.. so a first
The drizzle stopped, and the drizzle started again. Friday peeps if squint and/or use a magnifying glass.
And so to the Rose cafe. We were early but they were open and serving food to the riders with their usual fast efficiency.
And the rain did drizzle and the drizzle became rain which did became drizzle. But did stop for the departure of the SMRbtH. Glory be!! But hey, if it wasn't going to drizzle then it was going to torment us with a bugger headwing in places.
It was nice to have some new faces joining the ride home. @w00hoo_kent His first FNR & SMRbtH. And the 4 Hastings chaps. A pretty uneventful ride apart from 2 punctures, strangely enough at the same place. Vange... bloody Vange.
A quick refuel stop at Stanford Le Hope to all that enter here and it was time to say goodbye to W00hoo and the Hastings guys as they were heading for sarf of the river tio Kentish land via the Tilbury Ferry. Very sorry we didn't manage to say goodbye. Classic case of head down, cycle, cycle and forget which roundabout you needed. Though either/or lead to Tilbury. Thanks for coming along anyway chaps.
So myself an Martin safely negotiated the one way system at Grays and reached the Dartford crossing just after 10. It did mean a wait as the cycle crossing vehicle does not run from 9am to 10.30am. For the improvement of service to cyclists of course. We knew Mr @rb58 was wanting to get the 10.30 crossing so we waited..
The ride home from Dartford doesn't take long and was home in time to embarrass the missus and ian jnr by turning up to his football training in full lycra mode.
So thanks Simon, Suzie and all the Friday peeps. The drizzle certainly didn't put a dampener on this ride.
105 lovely miles for the night/day.. see y'all next month.
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nickyboy
Norven Mankey
- Location
- You want hills? We got hills
Today was the day.................
Day before TdF Stage 2, some closed roads, loads of visiting cyclists, good weather. Went for it and did the classic loop (albeit reversed) of Holme Moss - Strines - Snake Pass. It's hard. 50+ miles and 5,500ft of climbing.
I have never seen so many cyclists before. Holme Moss was closed to traffic so there were hundreds of folk out, barriers were going up on the final couple of hundred metres before the summit. 80,000 folk expected tomorrow....but I won't be there. There was even a lady who had just run up the Moss, now that's impressive. Holmfirth was in full TdF carnival mode.
Link over to Strines was good, nice tailwind all the way. Loads of cyclists on the Strines. But a lot were struggling. I think they aren't used to the unrelenting up and down nature of the roads around here. Quite a few walking, a lot barely moving. That's the thing with cycling in the Peak District.....you have to get fit or it is a miserable experience.
We will be "en famile" tomorrow in Bradfield so I extended the ride a few miles and went to take a look. Food stalls, beer festival, traffic congestion...all looking good.
The wind was getting up and I had 30km back into it including some hard climbs out of Bradfiled and Snake Pass. Managed it but a bit knackered now. Indian and a few beers should sort that. Bring on tomorrow !!
Day before TdF Stage 2, some closed roads, loads of visiting cyclists, good weather. Went for it and did the classic loop (albeit reversed) of Holme Moss - Strines - Snake Pass. It's hard. 50+ miles and 5,500ft of climbing.
I have never seen so many cyclists before. Holme Moss was closed to traffic so there were hundreds of folk out, barriers were going up on the final couple of hundred metres before the summit. 80,000 folk expected tomorrow....but I won't be there. There was even a lady who had just run up the Moss, now that's impressive. Holmfirth was in full TdF carnival mode.
Link over to Strines was good, nice tailwind all the way. Loads of cyclists on the Strines. But a lot were struggling. I think they aren't used to the unrelenting up and down nature of the roads around here. Quite a few walking, a lot barely moving. That's the thing with cycling in the Peak District.....you have to get fit or it is a miserable experience.
We will be "en famile" tomorrow in Bradfield so I extended the ride a few miles and went to take a look. Food stalls, beer festival, traffic congestion...all looking good.
The wind was getting up and I had 30km back into it including some hard climbs out of Bradfiled and Snake Pass. Managed it but a bit knackered now. Indian and a few beers should sort that. Bring on tomorrow !!
LarryDuff
Guru
- Location
- Hillsborough Co Down
After 220 miles last weekend I just did a wee 30 miler this morning to get the legs moving again.
It's been a lovely day, but I had to work 
Luckily my shift finished at 4:30
this means I can eat earlier and get out for a cheeky 30 miles in the evening.
I've done my usual routes too much lately, so I went for a variant to throw in a bit of everything, and it was very enjoyable indeed. My usual warm-up exit, some fast cruising, a long draggy climb, a big fast descent, some steep stuff and a fast finish. A good workout without being over the top.
I headed out through Warwick Bridge, through Heads Nook and then just touching on Castle Carrock, the residents of which have a good sense of humour:
Then I headed down past Cumrew and turned off heading for Ainstable and Armathwaite. The climb out of Armathwaite has a short steep bit, then a short downhill only to head up again ramping up to similar steepness, crossing the railway, then climbing again. Got up it well this time, though I never find it easy.
My fast finish was odd this time. A car was behind me as I began it on a gentle downhill which lets me hold 25mph quite easily, then it goes over a bump and downhill again through Scotby. The car waited ages, then overtook when I hit the bump and slowed. It's an old boy I've seen out before and he drives verrrrry slooooowly, but off he went and I figured that was that. Wrong, I caught up to him in the village as he was dropping to 15mph and kept going into the middle of the road. Not knowing what he would do next, I decided against overtaking him and just sat behind until I turned off and he didn't.
All adds to the fun
http://app.strava.com/activities/162126082/
Luckily my shift finished at 4:30
this means I can eat earlier and get out for a cheeky 30 miles in the evening.I've done my usual routes too much lately, so I went for a variant to throw in a bit of everything, and it was very enjoyable indeed. My usual warm-up exit, some fast cruising, a long draggy climb, a big fast descent, some steep stuff and a fast finish. A good workout without being over the top.
I headed out through Warwick Bridge, through Heads Nook and then just touching on Castle Carrock, the residents of which have a good sense of humour:
Then I headed down past Cumrew and turned off heading for Ainstable and Armathwaite. The climb out of Armathwaite has a short steep bit, then a short downhill only to head up again ramping up to similar steepness, crossing the railway, then climbing again. Got up it well this time, though I never find it easy.
My fast finish was odd this time. A car was behind me as I began it on a gentle downhill which lets me hold 25mph quite easily, then it goes over a bump and downhill again through Scotby. The car waited ages, then overtook when I hit the bump and slowed. It's an old boy I've seen out before and he drives verrrrry slooooowly, but off he went and I figured that was that. Wrong, I caught up to him in the village as he was dropping to 15mph and kept going into the middle of the road
. Not knowing what he would do next, I decided against overtaking him and just sat behind until I turned off and he didn't.All adds to the fun
http://app.strava.com/activities/162126082/
albion
Guest
A wet Friday night meant my ad-hoc camping idea was a no no.
So this morning, with diminishing rain, the winds light and a forecast good meant I was left with no easy excuse not to head down to the TDF and again to somewhere new.
So with a drizzly 8.30 am start I headed straight down the old Great North Road (A167) to find the sun start to arrive about 9.30 am.
The route I chose was through Darlington past Croft to then cut across to Bedale at Dalton-on-Tees. I had chosen to watch the TDF at relatively quiet Binsoe, on the A6108 (between Masham and West Tanfield). However a missed late turn meant I first landed at Masham. Being on good time, well before the tour caravans arrived, I cycled the 1.5 miles to my quieter point at Binsoe to very generous applause from the large Masham throng, and not a drop of Black Sheep in sight..
Heading back at 4.10pm was pleasantly easy with near 100% sunshine. The fact that the route had no hills of any note more than helped there.
123 miles in all. Bedale looks a great 100 miler so its certainly in my 'proper visit' itinerary for next year.
So this morning, with diminishing rain, the winds light and a forecast good meant I was left with no easy excuse not to head down to the TDF and again to somewhere new.
So with a drizzly 8.30 am start I headed straight down the old Great North Road (A167) to find the sun start to arrive about 9.30 am.
The route I chose was through Darlington past Croft to then cut across to Bedale at Dalton-on-Tees. I had chosen to watch the TDF at relatively quiet Binsoe, on the A6108 (between Masham and West Tanfield). However a missed late turn meant I first landed at Masham. Being on good time, well before the tour caravans arrived, I cycled the 1.5 miles to my quieter point at Binsoe to very generous applause from the large Masham throng, and not a drop of Black Sheep in sight..
Heading back at 4.10pm was pleasantly easy with near 100% sunshine. The fact that the route had no hills of any note more than helped there.
123 miles in all. Bedale looks a great 100 miler so its certainly in my 'proper visit' itinerary for next year.
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Pro Tour Punditry
Guru
After 3 weeks off my bike I ventured out into the garage and did 30 mins on the turbo on my TT bike. Great to be back in the saddle, even if just for a short time. Took about 10 mins for my legs to get working again but they eventually got back into pushing the gears, so I'll have another go at the same over the next few days.
Gravity Aided
Legendary Member
- Location
- Land of Lincoln
I rode 20 miles through some hilly farmland, and saw a deer out roaming around by the Kongskilde Factory,
as well as some blackbirds flocking together, seems awfully early for that. The Cannondale performed well,
the new bar ends giving me more hand position on the bars without the inconvenience of the trekking bars.
Weather was fine, and despite forecasts to the contrary, the sky clouded up and threatened rain just as I
arrived home. I soon lit the grill to make pork chops, which then caused it to rain.
as well as some blackbirds flocking together, seems awfully early for that. The Cannondale performed well,
the new bar ends giving me more hand position on the bars without the inconvenience of the trekking bars.
Weather was fine, and despite forecasts to the contrary, the sky clouded up and threatened rain just as I
arrived home. I soon lit the grill to make pork chops, which then caused it to rain.
vernon
Harder than Ronnie Pickering
- Location
- Meanwood, Leeds
Yesterday's ride:
A FNRttC from London to Southend - flat and slow they said. 'What's that bloody big hill* doing there?' I said and 'Why are we half an hour ahead of schedule despite taking detours for his Dellship's legendary architectural stories and tales about Princess Margaret's improprieties - she puts herself about a bit!. Adding the journeys to and from Kings Cross and Leeds stations, the total came to 69.4 miles. I left Leeds on Friday night as it was fluffing up the preparations for Saturday's Grande depart and arrived back to witness some activities still taking place in front of the town hall.
I shared pies, absinthe and vibes with fellow riders and rounded off my time in London with a visit to Look Mum No Hands where @CharlieAlison polished off the last of the absinthe and I enjoyed a salmon and cream cheese bagel rinsed down with a great German weiß beer.
It was a great night out with lots of folk that I know and quite a few new faces.
*Col du Bread and Cheese Hill
Southend seafront panorama with seriously truncated car making two appearances.
The Gherkin making an appearance
Refreshment at Look Mum No Hands
Maillot jaune sported by the Black Prince in Leeds
A FNRttC from London to Southend - flat and slow they said. 'What's that bloody big hill* doing there?' I said and 'Why are we half an hour ahead of schedule despite taking detours for his Dellship's legendary architectural stories and tales about Princess Margaret's improprieties - she puts herself about a bit!. Adding the journeys to and from Kings Cross and Leeds stations, the total came to 69.4 miles. I left Leeds on Friday night as it was fluffing up the preparations for Saturday's Grande depart and arrived back to witness some activities still taking place in front of the town hall.
I shared pies, absinthe and vibes with fellow riders and rounded off my time in London with a visit to Look Mum No Hands where @CharlieAlison polished off the last of the absinthe and I enjoyed a salmon and cream cheese bagel rinsed down with a great German weiß beer.
It was a great night out with lots of folk that I know and quite a few new faces.
*Col du Bread and Cheese Hill
Southend seafront panorama with seriously truncated car making two appearances.
The Gherkin making an appearance
Refreshment at Look Mum No Hands
Maillot jaune sported by the Black Prince in Leeds
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