I really had to have a word with myself to get out today, but with the coming of the apocalypse foretold for tomorrow I thought I'd better at least try to get a qualifying ride in for the Half Century challenge.
Still windy today as I discovered, but my plan was to head for Otley so at least I'd have a tailwind on part of the return. I've not been out much recently and my fitness (or lack of...) told it's own tale today, but I stuck with it and I'm glad I did now.
The ride as far as Arthington Lane was pretty uneventful, if just slow, but at the top of the hill i decided to go straight on and descend down Black Hill and then along what i hoped would be the sheltered road at the bottom of the valley. Unfortunately I'd forgotten just how steep that hill is and just how much mud (and other stuff...
) the local farmer could spread on the road.
I'm usually pretty fearless (or stupid, you decide) on descents but today I was genuinely scared for a good way down the hill - the disc brakes did their thing, but I couldn't pull them on hard enough to slow me down without locking the back wheel due to the slippery road surface so I still topped 30 mph freewheeling down the hill. I barely touched the front brake for fear of that locking up and it washing out under me.
Anyway, I survived and made my way along to Pool and then Otley, sadly not sheltered from the wind as much as I'd hoped.
The only way out of Otley is up, so I climbed the A660, slowly.
For the first time ever I stopped, just before the summit where I'm not sure if this road sign was being ironic or just taking the p***
Despite being a bit grey, it's still a great view:
Back in the saddle and on my way, only to be checked by temporary traffic lights in Bramhope, where motorised muppetry was at it's worse.
Just as I cleared the roadworks a police car was coming towards me on blues and twos, so I pulled right in and stopped so he could pass the queuing traffic in the opposite lane. Unfortunately the driver who had been behind me decided to pull alongside me and stop there rather than behind me, blocking the road completely...then look at me like it was my fault
Anyway, that sorted and down to the roundabout where a muppet in a Mini gave me the close pass of the day, getting close enough for me to adjust their door mirror if I'd wanted to. The big scrape on their front wing suggested this wasn't the first time they'd got too close to something they shouldn't have...
Retrace of the outward journey from there, with a few bits added on to bump the mileage up and it was home and job done.
31.31 miles (50.38 km) in
2h 58m at an average of
10.5 mph with 1
,591ft climbed and an average temperature of just
3.1°C
Glad I stuck with it now, and the challenge continues for another month at least.
And to end, a map: