Two rides this time, the rest of life intruded on Friday and I had to be home for a delivery from 2:00 pm onwards. Leaving home on the fixed, and the rain started falling. Wearing a warmer jacket for the first time this year, with a windproof front and a beggar all proof back. As the rain became heavier it was obvious I had chosen the wrong jacket. One of those days that conspired with Sod’s Law; and won. By the time I reached the Oakwood Clock I was convinced the third misfortune was about to land on my shoulders. The rain, well, OK, I could see the other side of the road. But by ‘eck it was cold . . .
I reached home eleven and a bit soggy miles after leaving it.
So, this morning gave a blue sky, the fig tree gave some fruit towards breakfast and the band we heard last night was pretty good. Off for a ride goes I.
Gears today, and thoughts of riding uphill. The numbers sound good, 1929 feet in thirty one and some miles, but the calculator says sixty feet per mile. It felt like a lot anyway. Quite a bit of traffic around, ride down the main road to Jack Lane, reach the canal towpath and ride along that to Viaduct Road. The viaduct itself had some railway sort of machinery on it, moving slowly and making non train noises. Track maintenance maybe. Start pedalling up, and continue all the way to the water tower at Cookridge, where the road has mercy on my tired legs and starts downhilling. For a bit. Straight on to Bramhope today, down the hill by the church and back onto the A660 towards Otley. A right turn at the Dyneley Arms goes down the hill to Pool, straight through the hamlet and cross the Wharfe. Hamlet? At the top of Leeds Road, later on, there is now a sign, ‘Welcome to Pool’ and the place is described as a hamlet. But I have some riding to do before reaching that sign.
So, after crossing the second river of the day, the road leads to the third. After a couple of left turns the River Washburn is crossed on Leathley Bridge. Hmm, and the house at the side of the bridge is not called Bridge House, but Leathley Lodge. And the hill up to Farnley starts shortly after that. There were three riders having a rest at the top, where there is a right turn to go to the rest of Farnley. I went straight on down to Otley. A crowd of cyclists at the other side of the road reminded me it was Sunday, no there was not a shout of ‘It’s Sunday!!’ the sight was enough. At the end of Farnley Lane turn left and cross the River Wharfe again, ride the easy way through Otley to the bottom of Leeds Road and then up, to see the sign mentioned earlier. Stay on the A660, be overtaken, not for the first time today, and ride through Bramhope.
The other end of the village has a roundabout, left and climb Kings Road. A right turn at the top for the ride down past Golden Acre Park and across Adel Dam. After rejoining the A660, it is time to ride down to river level via Headingley and Kirkstall. Back across the River Aire, and a little further along back onto the towpath. The sunshine had tempted a number of folk out to the canalside, so a gentle ride for the next two or three miles. Zigzag through Hunslet, bridge over the motorway and up the road to home. Always a welcome sight, the weather has been kind and the ride was just marvellous.
Sunshine makes a good map better,
I reached home eleven and a bit soggy miles after leaving it.
So, this morning gave a blue sky, the fig tree gave some fruit towards breakfast and the band we heard last night was pretty good. Off for a ride goes I.
Gears today, and thoughts of riding uphill. The numbers sound good, 1929 feet in thirty one and some miles, but the calculator says sixty feet per mile. It felt like a lot anyway. Quite a bit of traffic around, ride down the main road to Jack Lane, reach the canal towpath and ride along that to Viaduct Road. The viaduct itself had some railway sort of machinery on it, moving slowly and making non train noises. Track maintenance maybe. Start pedalling up, and continue all the way to the water tower at Cookridge, where the road has mercy on my tired legs and starts downhilling. For a bit. Straight on to Bramhope today, down the hill by the church and back onto the A660 towards Otley. A right turn at the Dyneley Arms goes down the hill to Pool, straight through the hamlet and cross the Wharfe. Hamlet? At the top of Leeds Road, later on, there is now a sign, ‘Welcome to Pool’ and the place is described as a hamlet. But I have some riding to do before reaching that sign.
So, after crossing the second river of the day, the road leads to the third. After a couple of left turns the River Washburn is crossed on Leathley Bridge. Hmm, and the house at the side of the bridge is not called Bridge House, but Leathley Lodge. And the hill up to Farnley starts shortly after that. There were three riders having a rest at the top, where there is a right turn to go to the rest of Farnley. I went straight on down to Otley. A crowd of cyclists at the other side of the road reminded me it was Sunday, no there was not a shout of ‘It’s Sunday!!’ the sight was enough. At the end of Farnley Lane turn left and cross the River Wharfe again, ride the easy way through Otley to the bottom of Leeds Road and then up, to see the sign mentioned earlier. Stay on the A660, be overtaken, not for the first time today, and ride through Bramhope.
The other end of the village has a roundabout, left and climb Kings Road. A right turn at the top for the ride down past Golden Acre Park and across Adel Dam. After rejoining the A660, it is time to ride down to river level via Headingley and Kirkstall. Back across the River Aire, and a little further along back onto the towpath. The sunshine had tempted a number of folk out to the canalside, so a gentle ride for the next two or three miles. Zigzag through Hunslet, bridge over the motorway and up the road to home. Always a welcome sight, the weather has been kind and the ride was just marvellous.
Sunshine makes a good map better,