Old Plodder
Living at the top of a steep 2 mile climb
- Location
- Surrey/Hants border
If it looks pink, it is pink. 
Your ride today.... (part 1)
- Thread starter gbb
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coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
Peteaud
Veteran
- Location
- South Somerset
Me or you?I was solo - I think the you I think was you was indeed in a small group. I was wearing a magenta jersey, on a small black/white/magenta (not pink!) Orbea.
Was lovely and warm out today - hope you'd made the correct clothing decision. Saw one guy in overshoes
Yes i saw you, i know because i looked at the bike and thought Magenta orbea (Mrs Aud and myself were in Ralphs Taunton the Orbea dealer yesterday).
I was in a small group 6 - 8 of us all the way to Ilminster.
Peteaud
Veteran
- Location
- South Somerset
Although dont ask me what you were wearing, i only looked at the bike 
coffeejo
Ælfrēd
- Location
- West Somerset
Although dont ask me what you were wearing, i only looked at the bike
I was looking out for a red Defy - was very confused when you posted those photos
Peteaud
Veteran
- Location
- South Somerset
I was looking out for a red Defy - was very confused when you posted those photos
Thats why i have the blue and white jacket, colour coded to match the bike
Have to say that jacket is just fantastic as well.
Altura Transformer.
nickyboy
Norven Mankey
- Location
- You want hills? We got hills
Having prepared (for me) immaculately for last week's strenuous sportive, this is a tale of the other end of the spectrum.
Saturday was wet, drizzly, miserable all morning, afternoon and evening in Glossop so I hadn't bothered to think about a Sunday ride. As the drizzle continued whilst watching Euorvision (Norway should have won) I had a quick look at the Sunday weather forecast online....
s*** the bed!!!!!!!! "Warm, sunny, light winds" !!! Now for those of you that know Glossop, this sort of thing doesn't happen very often, or ever for that matter. OK, this is it....time to plan a mother of all rides.
But then I realised that my planning was, how to put it, somewhat less than immaculate. Last week's carb loading had been replaced by a big, juicy steak...but there were chips with that so they're carbs...right? My no alcohol hydration policy had been replaced with 3 pints of lager and a couple of glsses of wine. I convinced myself that as the lager had made me go to the toilet this was quite an effective hydrator. Finally, last week the bike was primped and polished ready for action. This week the blood, sweat and tears of last week's sportive were still on the chain and cassette. Gonna have to get up early and clean the bike
Woke up thirsty....the beer hadn't worked. Porridge eaten, bike cleaned...tried drinking some water pre-ride but I thought "stuff it, how bad can it be?"
62 miles, 6,000ft climbing. Glossop-Hathersage-Bakewell-Longnor-Buxton-Whaley Bridge-Glossop
I took two 0.9 litre bottles of water with me...not great for climbing the Snake first thing but good ballast for descents. By the time I got to Bakewell the first one had gone and I was well into the second one. I found some toilets but they only had hot water so I had to ask the nice toilet attendant to fill them up again from his private cold tap.
By the time I had got to Buxton I had finished 3 bottles in total but I had a cunning plan. There is a free spring there that supplies spring water. It comes out at about 15 degrees C but I was hot, and thirsty, and a bit knackered.
By the time I got home I'd drunk 4.5 litres in 4.5 hours. A litre an hour is a fair pace, I'd struggle to do that on a lads' night out. For those of you who can't imagine drinking so much on a ride this is down to one of two factors; either I am a bit "stocky" and tend to sweat a lot OR you just don't try as hard as me. I think we both know which one it is, right?
Saturday was wet, drizzly, miserable all morning, afternoon and evening in Glossop so I hadn't bothered to think about a Sunday ride. As the drizzle continued whilst watching Euorvision (Norway should have won) I had a quick look at the Sunday weather forecast online....
s*** the bed!!!!!!!! "Warm, sunny, light winds" !!! Now for those of you that know Glossop, this sort of thing doesn't happen very often, or ever for that matter. OK, this is it....time to plan a mother of all rides.
But then I realised that my planning was, how to put it, somewhat less than immaculate. Last week's carb loading had been replaced by a big, juicy steak...but there were chips with that so they're carbs...right? My no alcohol hydration policy had been replaced with 3 pints of lager and a couple of glsses of wine. I convinced myself that as the lager had made me go to the toilet this was quite an effective hydrator. Finally, last week the bike was primped and polished ready for action. This week the blood, sweat and tears of last week's sportive were still on the chain and cassette. Gonna have to get up early and clean the bike
Woke up thirsty....the beer hadn't worked. Porridge eaten, bike cleaned...tried drinking some water pre-ride but I thought "stuff it, how bad can it be?"
62 miles, 6,000ft climbing. Glossop-Hathersage-Bakewell-Longnor-Buxton-Whaley Bridge-Glossop
I took two 0.9 litre bottles of water with me...not great for climbing the Snake first thing but good ballast for descents. By the time I got to Bakewell the first one had gone and I was well into the second one. I found some toilets but they only had hot water so I had to ask the nice toilet attendant to fill them up again from his private cold tap.
By the time I had got to Buxton I had finished 3 bottles in total but I had a cunning plan. There is a free spring there that supplies spring water. It comes out at about 15 degrees C but I was hot, and thirsty, and a bit knackered.
By the time I got home I'd drunk 4.5 litres in 4.5 hours. A litre an hour is a fair pace, I'd struggle to do that on a lads' night out. For those of you who can't imagine drinking so much on a ride this is down to one of two factors; either I am a bit "stocky" and tend to sweat a lot OR you just don't try as hard as me. I think we both know which one it is, right?
cyberknight
As long as I breathe, I attack.
- Location
- Land of confusion
A bit more detail
60 miles , 2500 feet of climbing , two 5ths and 1 KOM .
http://app.strava.com/activities/55146612
http://app.strava.com/activities/55146612#1005394263
60 miles , 2500 feet of climbing , two 5ths and 1 KOM .
http://app.strava.com/activities/55146612
http://app.strava.com/activities/55146612#1005394263
CopperBrompton
Bicycle: a means of transport between cake-stops
- Location
- London
And the video version of Hook of Holland to Esbjerg:
Mange-tout
Well-Known Member
- Location
- Dunfermline
Took my MTB out for the first time since ...........can't remember. Wet, drizzly, sodden ground. Felt shattered, as if I was cycling through treacle rather than just thick mud and boggy grass. Half way 'round realised the front wheel wasn't freewheeling and the brakes blocks are stuck on the discs. And my husband thought it was just my usual moaning and groaning
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Still, the ride sorted out my dickey knee that has been sore for days........realised when I got back it was as good as new
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. And my husband thought it was just my usual moaning and groaning.Still, the ride sorted out my dickey knee that has been sore for days........realised when I got back it was as good as new
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- Location
- Shrewsbury, Shropshire
Nice video!
vernon
Harder than Ronnie Pickering
- Location
- Meanwood, Leeds
A straightforward fifty five miles from Wetherby to Pocklington and back. The return leg was just as fast as the outward leg. That might have been the boost received from my friend's scones in Pocklington or it could have been this portal encountered on the A1079.....
Black Country Ste
Senior Member
- Location
- West Midlands
I forgot yesterday was the Midland Monster, which is a shame as the weather was wonderful for a 70-mile pootle. I was going to tag along with Beacon's C group for a 'leisurely' 50 miles but overslept. Grr.
Having wasted what was left of the morning and a good portion of the afternoon I decided on a quick 18-mile lap through Harborne and Quinton out to Illey, coming back via Bartley Green and Kings Norton. The 14.8mph average with an ascent of 900 feet was nice as I don't consider myself particularly quick or fit.
Having wasted what was left of the morning and a good portion of the afternoon I decided on a quick 18-mile lap through Harborne and Quinton out to Illey, coming back via Bartley Green and Kings Norton. The 14.8mph average with an ascent of 900 feet was nice as I don't consider myself particularly quick or fit.
Exterminate!A straightforward fifty five miles from Wetherby to Pocklington and back. The return leg was just as fast as the outward leg. That might have been the boost received from my friend's scones in Pocklington or it could have been this portal encountered on the A1079.....
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