It was a lovely sunny day here today and a friend who is in training for the White Rose Classic rode over to do a 30 mile hilly loop with me and then ride home again. She has been doing endurance sports for over 40 years, so she is extremely fit! (Er, she started young ...
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We set off along the A646, but turned left off that to bypass Todmorden by taking the hilly but quiet and scenic road through Mankinholes and Lumbutts. It brought us out onto a road parallel to the main road to Littleborough which let us keep away from the traffic a while longer before dumping us back onto the A6033 at Walsden.
We had to do 2.7 km on that before turning right up the road to Calderbrook at the old Toll House. I have mentioned this road before - the one that is slowly slipping off the hillside. The council seem to have abandoned attempts to stop it, which means there are no longer cars on that end of it. Fine for bikes though, apart from the dodgy bit halfway up which I never ride up or down. I know it is possible because I did it by accident when I first encountered it, but flying 2 feet above broken tarmac on a road bike, and landing on gravel and more broken tarmac is not my idea of fun, and the scope for falling off trying to climb it puts me off in that direction!
We stopped for snacks and drinks where the Mary Towneley Loop/Pennine Bridleway crosses the road. I spotted 2 large hares sunbathing and tried to sneak round to take a picture of them, but those large ears did the job and they ran off while I was getting my phone out to use its camera.
I thought I would have a quick pee behind one of the ventilation shafts above Summit railway tunnel, which passes through the hillside below. I noticed that an ominous crack is developing in the brick work. I am going to email the picture to whoever is in charge of such matters these days, and suggest that somebody comes and checks it out before loose masonry starts falling down on trains passing below! (The shafts will probably be fine for years yet, but 'a stitch in time ...' and all that.)
We got back on our bikes and descended to Littleborough to begin the climb to Blackstone Edge. I was feeling pretty good so I suggested that we took the steeper, but quieter Blackstone Edge Old Road rather than doing the whole climb on the A58.
When we got back onto the main road, superwoman went into hillclimb mode and steadily pulled away from me. I could see a cyclist toiling up the hill about 500 metres in front of me and she overtook him before I had closed the gap to 250 metres. By the time I caught up with him, my pal was out of sight so I rode up the last bit talking to the stranger. He was on a tour of the local hills and was struggling a bit, but he told me that he weighs 17.5 stone so that isn't surprising! Still, fair play to him - he is working hard to do something about it
I had noticed that his saddle was a bit low as I rode up behind him. His knees were coming out mid-pedal stroke. I'm sure that he would find climbing more comfortable if he raised the saddle by an inch or so but I gave up handing out that kind of advice to strangers long ago after one rider told me to mind my own effing business!
I finally found my pal waiting up by Blackstone Edge reservoir.
We headed down the A58 towards Ripponden, the direction in which the Tour riders will be going on stage 2 in July. Somebody has been going round filling in the potholes. I don't know if that is all they are going to do, or if they will go ahead and resurface the whole road now.
We didn't go all the way to Ripponden, but turned left down Blue Ball Rd which leads onto a network of quiet lanes which is one of my favourite local cycling destinations.
After meandering round there for 20 minutes or so, we stopped so I could take a photo of a goat and some spring lambs. The goat kept turning his/her head every time I took a snap, and the lambs kept hiding behind their mothers. In the end, I took one of sheep, blue skies, cottages, dry stone walls, hills and my pal - it kind of worked!
We eventually dropped down to the A646 and crossed over at Luddenden Foot. Once again I got dropped as I watched my pal disappear up Solomon Hill. I shouted to her to wait for me at the
left right turn for Booth and when I caught up with her, we rode together past the
Oats Royd mill conversion. The mill had been a mess when I first saw it about 20 years ago, after a fire in the late 1980s. They have done a really good job of bringing it back into use, and it is in a beautiful location.
We turned up Jerusalem Lane, which climbs steadily before a hairpin bend turns up to the left, eventually emerging in the hilltop village of Midgley.
I wanted to get my distance for the day up to 48 km/30 miles so we continued up Height Road as far as the Hare and Hounds, and then turned left for a rapid descent to Hebden Bridge which was promptly interrupted by a photo-opportunity ...! (Sorry about the poles and signs. I couldn't find a spot without something in the way!)
And some dopey git muscled his way into this one ...
After that, we continued our rapid descent into town. I took
@potsy down there once and he was almost shaking with fright by the time we got to the bottom of the hill! (Perhaps he was worried that I was going to make him ride back up again?)
We sat in the pedestrianised square and munched cake, drank drinks, and spent another 20 minutes trying to confirm/deny my suspicions that the busker playing the guitar so well through his little amp was in fact miming to MP3s! (I am fairly sure that he was, but every time I looked he looked back and stared me down!
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It was a lovely little life-affirming ride in the sunshine, the kind of thing that only 15 months ago I thought I might never be able to experience again.
PS I have now reported the cracked ventilation shaft to Network Rail and have asked for feedback so I know whether it was worth reporting!