arranandy
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Nice ride to work at 6am. Bit breezy but quite mild. Planning to do a longer loop on the way home this afternoon
Same here, only 1.5 miles before bicycle and left leg started playing up, as well as the rain, now planning on Saturday.Wet both ways, that nasty fine mist rain that really soaks in and makes those of us with glasses near blind constantly
4th and final ride of my week in the Lake District. The legs can't take anymore!! Today's ride turned out, unintentionally, to be our longest of the week at 35.5 miles and involved another 2800 ft of climbing, meaning we've done 107 miles and 8500ft of climbing this week.
We picked a route out of my cycling book, for completely new territory and loaded the bikes onto the car, to take the 20 mile journey to our starting point in Lindale. It was much colder today and a very brisk Westerly wind was blowing.
We took the wonderfully named "Back o the Fell Road" out of Lindale before turning towards Witherslack. We didn't want to reach that village though, but after climbing up Strickland Hill we took a "right" turn through an undulating wood, squeezing past some roadworks involving trees and phone cables, before arriving in.....yes you've guessed it, Witherslack. We had gone completely the wrong way and so had to double back, uphill, to the junction, including having to walk the bike through the roadworks that now included a telegraph pole in the road!!
Not to be deterred we continued up to Crosthwaite, Crook and Staveley, with a lot of up and down, meaning the legs were getting a good workout.
We decided not to partake in a drink at Wilf's cafe, as @Rickshaw Phil had remembered an ice cream shop a bit further along the ride. We therefore joined the cycle path alongside the A591 to Ings, battling against the strong wind, before turning off and beginning the long steep climb up the gated road to Borwick Fold. This gave nice views back towards Kentmere.
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Unfortunately we arrived where the ice cream shop should have been, but it wasn't there anymore .
We pressed on to Gilpin Mill and Crosthwaite again, but then took a different way back to Bowland Bridge and onto Cartmell Fell, with plenty of steep climbs to get over!
We arrived back at Lindale, tired but having enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. The route lacked the jaw dropping scenery of the other rides this week, but the rolling countryside and quiet almost traffic less lanes were a joy to cycle on.
The planned longer ride on the way home was cancelled due to persistent heavy drizzle and a stiff westerly breeze. Weather more like January than JuneNice ride to work at 6am. Bit breezy but quite mild. Planning to do a longer loop on the way home this afternoon
Must be getting hot on Mallorca Dave. September before Im back againI wasn't sure how the legs would feel today after yesterday's long ride.
I had options-
1- Go out to Formentor. A fair bit of climbing, and if my energy went at Cap Formentor then I was Donald Ducked as its a long way to struggle. Word is I'm out here next spring with my brothers,I'd love to do it with them.
2- Go back up to Lluc and complete the loop ride that the storm made me wary of. (good job too from the tales I've been told!)
So I set out toward Pollensa at 9am, it was already warm and my legs were a bit weary after yesterday. I kept it in the big ring all the way to the base of the climb, then changed down to start the miles of spinning. I did better today, And felt quite strong, though I was glad to see the sign for the summit. From here to Lluc there are a few more slopes to scale. Once there I ordered an ensaimada and a croissant and tea with lemon and watched the Spanish pensioners trip descend
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From here it's more up until you reach the road that takes you down to Caimari. The next 15 minutes were truly stunning with hairpin after hairpin. Not far into the decent I did stop, but who wouldn't.....?
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That was were I was headed. The turns continued and the roads still quiet, it couldn't last, and it didn't! First a bus was a bit lazy on getting back to his side after a bend, he was 12" from my shoulder. Then I had to stop above a hairpin to let 7, yes 7 busses through. After that it was quiet again all the way down to the "plain".
I say plain, but they will build their towns on hill tops, I suppose to spot the baddies before they invade, and they've not quite Sussed out by passes!
I had a fair few miles of undulations to get through, but it was mostly pretty.
I came to Buger, again on a hill. I wouldn't normally stop, but I just had to put my hands in this
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I could have climbed in!
Down the hill and into Sa Pobla and on to Alcudia, near the old town I saw a Red Kite, other than this there weren't too many birds about today.
Cycling back around the bay was tough with a gusty head wind but I managed to get myself to the roundabout for an ice cream, now there's a surprise!
I want to live here.....
http://www.strava.com/activities/327889380
I wasn't sure how the legs would feel today after yesterday's long ride.
I had options-
1- Go out to Formentor. A fair bit of climbing, and if my energy went at Cap Formentor then I was Donald Ducked as its a long way to struggle. Word is I'm out here next spring with my brothers,I'd love to do it with them.
2- Go back up to Lluc and complete the loop ride that the storm made me wary of. (good job too from the tales I've been told!)
So I set out toward Pollensa at 9am, it was already warm and my legs were a bit weary after yesterday. I kept it in the big ring all the way to the base of the climb, then changed down to start the miles of spinning. I did better today, And felt quite strong, though I was glad to see the sign for the summit. From here to Lluc there are a few more slopes to scale. Once there I ordered an ensaimada and a croissant and tea with lemon and watched the Spanish pensioners trip descend
View attachment 92360
From here it's more up until you reach the road that takes you down to Caimari. The next 15 minutes were truly stunning with hairpin after hairpin. Not far into the decent I did stop, but who wouldn't.....?
View attachment 92361
That was were I was headed. The turns continued and the roads still quiet, it couldn't last, and it didn't! First a bus was a bit lazy on getting back to his side after a bend, he was 12" from my shoulder. Then I had to stop above a hairpin to let 7, yes 7 busses through. After that it was quiet again all the way down to the "plain".
I say plain, but they will build their towns on hill tops, I suppose to spot the baddies before they invade, and they've not quite Sussed out by passes!
I had a fair few miles of undulations to get through, but it was mostly pretty.
I came to Buger, again on a hill. I wouldn't normally stop, but I just had to put my hands in this
View attachment 92362
I could have climbed in!
Down the hill and into Sa Pobla and on to Alcudia, near the old town I saw a Red Kite, other than this there weren't too many birds about today.
Cycling back around the bay was tough with a gusty head wind but I managed to get myself to the roundabout for an ice cream, now there's a surprise!
I want to live here.....
http://www.strava.com/activities/327889380
What no absinthe bottle on the Chimera? Don't tell me you've gone teetotal