After spending most of the day fruitlessly trying all manner of things to make a decision on my new bike sizing dilemma (spoiler, still havn't got a clue) I'd become sick of bike-based misery and decided it was time for some enjoyment - after all, that's what the bloody things are there for, isn't it?.
The fantastic weather combined with the fact I'm becoming increasingly sick of the sight of my new bike (and the farce / dilemma it represents) trumped my somewhat reluctant legs (thanks to daily jaunts on one bike or other) and general knackeredness; so I elected to do a sedate, well-trodden 20-ish miles on the "proper" road bike, with the possibility to extend it a bit if I felt like it.
So it was out west, through Cumnor, Eaton, Appleton then out towards Brighthampton.. at which point I decide to go off-piste and hang a left out toward Bampton. This took me to Carterton through Clanfield, Black Bourton and a few others.
I passed a sign touting eggs and knowing I was critically low on this precious resource I turned around and moseyed on down the farm track to find a couple tending their home crop. Five minutes of small talk and welcome actual-human-interaction later I was off again with half a dozen of their finest in my bag (I'd have taken 12 but the box situation was not conducive to the necessary bag-tetris).
Upon reaching Carterton I was tempted to go to Burford just for the crack (since it exists in my mind as somewhere only accessible by car), but thought better of it. I carried on past Brize Norton through Curbridge and Ducklington, back along the (usually hellish and best avoided, yet) gloriously deserted A415. Then it was off to Hardwick, Stanton Harcourt and Eynsham, over the A40 and past Long Hanborough, through Bladon, down through Yarnton, across to Kidlington and finally into town from the North and back home.
Coming through Sutton on the way to Eynsham I happened across a couple of bike that have been for sale outside someone's house for a while - if anyone's interested we have a largish Raleigh Pioneer (saddle was about the same height as mine, which is set with its top around 74cm from the crank centre for my 85cm-ish inside leg) and a smaller, more BSO-ish looking Marin effort. Tbh I'd have been tempted to have taken a punt on the Pioneer had it been smaller and the living quarters of the house already hosting more bikes than I'm allowed!
Today's ride ended up being a little under 53 miles, for my first half-century of the year. Considering the distance it wasn't at a bad speed for me either (15.5mph) and at a very low heart rate (about 25% zone 1, 60% zone 2, and 15% zone 3 for a mean of 124bpm). I think this one let me off easy since it was fairly flat, there wasn't a lot of wind and I had excuse to stop a few time to adjust the saddle amongst other things. The slow start also helped with pacing, making it easier to cover what for me is a pretty substantial distance. I'm under no illusion that I won't feel it tomorrow though!
All in all really nice to get out in the glorious weather and on the unprecedently deserted roads. My experiences echo that of others who've posted today; with very few cars encounted and lots of cyclists (only about a third of these being "friendly"
).
I also thought it was quite ironic that having just bought a "gravel" bike because I'd grown increasingly sick of riding on the roads, the tarmac's now a lot more appealing than all the packed bridleways, tow paths and other rural routes. A good job I suppose, since I won't be riding the gravel bike any time soon