Noodle Legs
Winging it
- Location
- Coalville, Leicestershire
Ever have one of them rides where everything goes to sh1t but you can’t help but laugh anyway? This was it for me......
Setting off at 0830 with the Saga CC boys heading into the Derbyshire Dales, and with Ashbourne as the target destination, debuting the winter bikes for the winter 19/20 season, this turned out to be a very wise choice indeed.......
It was all familiar lanes as we made our way northwards, the wind had picked up a little (SW) but this didn’t really deter us.
The recent weather had wreaked havoc in the area and we had anticipated this, so this was a familiar sight.....
and once this little hurdle was overcome we had two punctures (not me) within 2/10ths of a mile of each other
Once fixed, we continued on and came across this:
Luckily, we were able to squeeze through the stranded vehicles after checking with the drivers that all was ok.
More lumpiness followed and before long we arrived at Ashbourne, our pit stop for a well earned bite and brew....
Bellies full and digits dried and defrosted, we set off back towards Willington, again through familiar lanes yet negotiating our GPS units trying to send us through fields, we arrived at Sudbury only to be forced to divert from our route due to a police incident on the A515.
Unfortunately for us, there was only one other way we could go without risking life and limb down the nearby A50 and that was through Scropton and Hatton.
Unfortunate, because it runs alongside the River Dove and it’s renowned for bursting its banks in this neck of the woods. We had to chance it and true to form for a good stretch of three miles or more the road was completely submerged in frequent patches!
Approaching Scropton, and another wet patch, I spotted that the kerb was relatively dry and so I headed over towards it.....
Unfortunately the kerb was a little higher than I had judged and the wheels went from under me and down I went.....
I knew I was coming off and was able to turn myself around in time for a soft landing on my back! I froze for a moment, taking in what had occurred and just laughed my head off! Unhurt and the bike unaffected, Rob was in stitches and couldn’t resist a photo opportunity!
Eventually we were back up and running, laughing out the way, and the roads dried out again as we got into Hatton. From here it was five miles or so of pan flat riding back to Willington, where we could dry out a little before we got back to the car park.
Just a smidge under 52 miles today, plenty of events and plenty of laughs along the way. An excellent day out, memorable to say the very least!
Setting off at 0830 with the Saga CC boys heading into the Derbyshire Dales, and with Ashbourne as the target destination, debuting the winter bikes for the winter 19/20 season, this turned out to be a very wise choice indeed.......
It was all familiar lanes as we made our way northwards, the wind had picked up a little (SW) but this didn’t really deter us.
The recent weather had wreaked havoc in the area and we had anticipated this, so this was a familiar sight.....
and once this little hurdle was overcome we had two punctures (not me) within 2/10ths of a mile of each other
More lumpiness followed and before long we arrived at Ashbourne, our pit stop for a well earned bite and brew....
Unfortunately for us, there was only one other way we could go without risking life and limb down the nearby A50 and that was through Scropton and Hatton.
Unfortunate, because it runs alongside the River Dove and it’s renowned for bursting its banks in this neck of the woods. We had to chance it and true to form for a good stretch of three miles or more the road was completely submerged in frequent patches!
Approaching Scropton, and another wet patch, I spotted that the kerb was relatively dry and so I headed over towards it.....
Unfortunately the kerb was a little higher than I had judged and the wheels went from under me and down I went.....
I knew I was coming off and was able to turn myself around in time for a soft landing on my back! I froze for a moment, taking in what had occurred and just laughed my head off! Unhurt and the bike unaffected, Rob was in stitches and couldn’t resist a photo opportunity!
Eventually we were back up and running, laughing out the way, and the roads dried out again as we got into Hatton. From here it was five miles or so of pan flat riding back to Willington, where we could dry out a little before we got back to the car park.
Just a smidge under 52 miles today, plenty of events and plenty of laughs along the way. An excellent day out, memorable to say the very least!