Your ride today....
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Brandane
Legendary Member
- Location
- Costa Clyde
Three ferries ride today, so called because, errrrm, it involves 3 ferry crossings!
Start at Wemyss Bay, cycle 6 miles to Gourock; ferry to Dunoon, cycle 20 hilly miles to Colintraive; ferry to Rhubodach on the Isle of Bute, cycle 9 miles to Rothesay; ferry to Wemyss Bay. Great day for it. The 20% gradient section of the climb from Loch Striven had me beat for the first time in a long time. Carrying an extra stone these days and bike not low geared enough is my excuse...
Route/stats:
Start of the climb out of Loch Striven:
I don't have one low enough!!
View down Loch Striven:
Looking west across the Kyles of Bute, Tighnabruiach just about visible in the distance:
Ferry number 2 at Colintraive. Only a short stretch of water and takes less than 5 minutes to cross:
Bute is where I was born, and that blue door is where I went through to start my edukashin back in August 1967
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The Waverley is haunting me this week! There she is again, this time at Rothesay, as ferry number 3 is coming in to berth. From here it is about 35 minutes crossing to Wemyss Bay.
Start at Wemyss Bay, cycle 6 miles to Gourock; ferry to Dunoon, cycle 20 hilly miles to Colintraive; ferry to Rhubodach on the Isle of Bute, cycle 9 miles to Rothesay; ferry to Wemyss Bay. Great day for it. The 20% gradient section of the climb from Loch Striven had me beat for the first time in a long time. Carrying an extra stone these days and bike not low geared enough is my excuse...
Route/stats:
Start of the climb out of Loch Striven:
I don't have one low enough!!
View down Loch Striven:
Looking west across the Kyles of Bute, Tighnabruiach just about visible in the distance:
Ferry number 2 at Colintraive. Only a short stretch of water and takes less than 5 minutes to cross:
Bute is where I was born, and that blue door is where I went through to start my edukashin back in August 1967
.The Waverley is haunting me this week! There she is again, this time at Rothesay, as ferry number 3 is coming in to berth. From here it is about 35 minutes crossing to Wemyss Bay.
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DCBassman
Guru
- Location
- The lumpy far South West
Today is, for me, the equivalent of a GT stage win!
There wasn't as much riding time as I'd hoped, but I wanted, if possible, to at least duplicate the last 17-miler. Plus, there was a plan...
Made my usual stop in the north end of Grenofen tunnel. Then another, longer stop at the foot of the Leg O'Mutton ramp. Here I had a good drink, an energy bar and a few minutes rest. Then, starting off in middle-dinnerplate, I began my ascent. Switched to full granny mode (30-34) at about the 2/3rds point.
Made it all the way!
First time for years, and first time on this bike.
Well chuffed!
Otherwise an uneventfult ride, quiet on NCN27, some walkers, mainly cyclists, but overall numbers low. Great weather for it, not overly warm.
Stats:
Why do the marker numbers on these maps rarely agree with the measured ride? Who knows?
Anyhow, a good ride, and an actual achievement!
There wasn't as much riding time as I'd hoped, but I wanted, if possible, to at least duplicate the last 17-miler. Plus, there was a plan...
Made my usual stop in the north end of Grenofen tunnel. Then another, longer stop at the foot of the Leg O'Mutton ramp. Here I had a good drink, an energy bar and a few minutes rest. Then, starting off in middle-dinnerplate, I began my ascent. Switched to full granny mode (30-34) at about the 2/3rds point.
Made it all the way!
First time for years, and first time on this bike.
Well chuffed!
Otherwise an uneventfult ride, quiet on NCN27, some walkers, mainly cyclists, but overall numbers low. Great weather for it, not overly warm.
Stats:
Why do the marker numbers on these maps rarely agree with the measured ride? Who knows?
Anyhow, a good ride, and an actual achievement!
Jenkins
Legendary Member
- Location
- Felixstowe
At long last, some sunshine & lighter winds coinciding with a day of work and so out for my first 'longer' ride for 2 1/2 months.
For the first time this year, I headed out to Woodbridge, then on to Eyke, Rendlesham, Tunstall and Snape on the most direct 'B' road route, then onto my prefered back roads into Friston and Knodishall, past...
which, most disappointingly, is a touring & static caravan site, not a cyclists dream cafe. Carrying on past the remains of Leiston Abbey
and on through Theberton (with a photo stop at the church), heading north west to Yoxford and Peasenhall before beginning the run homewards enjoying the views of the Suffolk countryside (this is looking down to Bruisyard before another church photo stop)
Very much single track roads most of the way from Peasenhall to Parham where I got back onto familiar roads home through Wickham Market, Woodbridge (again), Bucklesham & Kirton.
And the details...
https://www.strava.com/activities/5563145609
For the first time this year, I headed out to Woodbridge, then on to Eyke, Rendlesham, Tunstall and Snape on the most direct 'B' road route, then onto my prefered back roads into Friston and Knodishall, past...
and on through Theberton (with a photo stop at the church), heading north west to Yoxford and Peasenhall before beginning the run homewards enjoying the views of the Suffolk countryside (this is looking down to Bruisyard before another church photo stop)
Very much single track roads most of the way from Peasenhall to Parham where I got back onto familiar roads home through Wickham Market, Woodbridge (again), Bucklesham & Kirton.
And the details...
https://www.strava.com/activities/5563145609
Sunday morning and a sunny gap in the otherwise rainy weekend. Out on the Defy and north pass Ripley once again but then up Scarah Bank in a new PR no doubt aided by the very light southerly. Eventually joined the Way of the Roses route of NCN688 and the westerly largely up grade road bypassing Warsill was noticeably absent of eastbound cyclists. South to Brimham Rocks where the lightness of the wind could be readilly judged in the wider landscape by the stationary wind turbines. I took a snack break to the right hand side of the car park where a stone with a worn away section conveniently forms a bench, entertained by the sales pitch from the staff selling car park tickets - £6 for 4 hours, £9 all day but free if join the National Trust…
Turned east onto the decent towards Burnt Yates but then braked to turn south along Stripe Lane which goes up before decending into Nidderdale and on the decent I arrived at the ABC fifth letter of Hartwith where the church service was ongoing and an old Mercedes was parked up.
Passed three cyclists heading up Stripe Lane and then along the B6165 through Burnt Yates to Ripley and the reverse of the initial part of the outbound route. 22.4miles, 1550ft climbed.
Turned east onto the decent towards Burnt Yates but then braked to turn south along Stripe Lane which goes up before decending into Nidderdale and on the decent I arrived at the ABC fifth letter of Hartwith where the church service was ongoing and an old Mercedes was parked up.
Passed three cyclists heading up Stripe Lane and then along the B6165 through Burnt Yates to Ripley and the reverse of the initial part of the outbound route. 22.4miles, 1550ft climbed.
Donger
Convoi Exceptionnel
- Location
- Quedgeley, Glos.
A slightly shorter club ride this week, down to Dursley and looping up and around Stinchcombe Hill before returning to Kingsway for a pub get-together. After seven years with Kingsway CC, this was the occasion of my 200th club ride, so celebrations were in order. Nice to see a few faces from the past and we eventually had a good time ..... after being refused service at our local for not having masks on in the beer garden!!!!??? Some of us eventually moved on to the next pub, just in time for it to start pouring down the moment the drinks arrived ..... after a ludicrous delay trying to download and use their pub chain's app to order the drinks!!! Not the way I hoped it would go, but we ended up having a great chat and a laugh, and it was nice to mark the occasion. 40.8 miles today, and a couple of very refreshing pints of Thatcher's Gold cider.
The forecast for this morning was 50% chance of rain, so I bet on it being dry and went out anyway.
On the road around quarter past six, reasonably warm and not looking much like it would rain. The route was to be the same as last week, to be back before half past nine.
Out to the A38 at Kempsey, and the annoying creak in my seat was back, louder than usual, I'm sure I must have woken up half the neighbours. On top of that the velcro straps from my saddle bag somehow undid themselves just as I turned onto the A38, leaving the bag just hanging from the seat post. Luckily it didn't fall onto the road. Things weren't looking great, and briefly considered going back, but now I was out I was determined to enjoy the ride.
With the saddle bag back in place I continued along the A38 towards Upton, but by the time I got to Severn Stoke it started raining (this is why I don't play the lottery, even with 50/50 odds I still loose). No point going back now, so carry on. Luckily the rain wasn't cold, and there wasn't any traffic, but without mudguards I was getting splattered all over.
Made it to Upton without any other drama, just wet, and the destination was now Longdon. As I went past the Upton Rugby club my glasses suddenly disintegrated, with the nose piece and the lens part flying off, leaving just the frame on my head. I had a look, but couldn't find the nose piece and the plastic lens was broken anyway. So now I was faced with riding onto the rain without glasses. I convinced myself that the rain was now lighter and continued.
Past Longdon the rain was indeed lighter, and I wasn't having trouble without glasses, but just before the M50 underpass my saddle bag came undone again! I took my time to make sure that the velcro was properly secure, and made a mental note to next time not to buy the cheapest glasses or saddle bag I can find online.
It was a left turn at the A438 for Mythe Bridge, and then Tewkesbury. No stop at the bridge this time, as the rain was starting to come down harder now. Instead press on towards Elmley Castle via Bredon and Beckford. The rain finally stopped when I reached Ashton under Hill, and by the time I got to Kersoe my glucose sensor reminded me that I should perhaps stop and eat something, so I did.
With glucose levels taken care of the next destination was Elmley Castle, and then the quick descent to Pershore, where I stopped for another snack.
The final stretch was along Rebecca Rd, where I took the only photo of the day, the radio telescope at Defford
I made it home wet but happy, just after nine.
The map
On the road around quarter past six, reasonably warm and not looking much like it would rain. The route was to be the same as last week, to be back before half past nine.
Out to the A38 at Kempsey, and the annoying creak in my seat was back, louder than usual, I'm sure I must have woken up half the neighbours. On top of that the velcro straps from my saddle bag somehow undid themselves just as I turned onto the A38, leaving the bag just hanging from the seat post. Luckily it didn't fall onto the road. Things weren't looking great, and briefly considered going back, but now I was out I was determined to enjoy the ride.
With the saddle bag back in place I continued along the A38 towards Upton, but by the time I got to Severn Stoke it started raining (this is why I don't play the lottery, even with 50/50 odds I still loose). No point going back now, so carry on. Luckily the rain wasn't cold, and there wasn't any traffic, but without mudguards I was getting splattered all over.
Made it to Upton without any other drama, just wet, and the destination was now Longdon. As I went past the Upton Rugby club my glasses suddenly disintegrated, with the nose piece and the lens part flying off, leaving just the frame on my head. I had a look, but couldn't find the nose piece and the plastic lens was broken anyway. So now I was faced with riding onto the rain without glasses. I convinced myself that the rain was now lighter and continued.
Past Longdon the rain was indeed lighter, and I wasn't having trouble without glasses, but just before the M50 underpass my saddle bag came undone again! I took my time to make sure that the velcro was properly secure, and made a mental note to next time not to buy the cheapest glasses or saddle bag I can find online.
It was a left turn at the A438 for Mythe Bridge, and then Tewkesbury. No stop at the bridge this time, as the rain was starting to come down harder now. Instead press on towards Elmley Castle via Bredon and Beckford. The rain finally stopped when I reached Ashton under Hill, and by the time I got to Kersoe my glucose sensor reminded me that I should perhaps stop and eat something, so I did.
With glucose levels taken care of the next destination was Elmley Castle, and then the quick descent to Pershore, where I stopped for another snack.
The final stretch was along Rebecca Rd, where I took the only photo of the day, the radio telescope at Defford
I made it home wet but happy, just after nine.
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chriswoody
Legendary Member
- Location
- Northern Germany
A family gathering in Wolfsburg today was the perfect excuse to ride there while the wife drove. Whilst it was overcast and dull this morning the thermometer was hovering around 20 and destined to get much hotter. I headed out across town and onto the gravel paths next to the river. Several kilometres later and I'm onto country lanes weaving between fields of crops. Passing through a small village a stork is standing on a lamp post, watching life slowly passing by on this Sunday morning.
Past the village and I'm alternating between quiet lanes and gravel roads, crossing the river for the first time I stop for a quick snack.
Onwards I pass through a small village with several small farms, all of the buildings in the in the traditional wooden framed style as is typical here, some much more dilapidated than others.
Riding on the kilometres tick by, the weather is nice and cool perfect for riding. The route is mostly asphalt here, alternating between quiet roads and bike paths. Fields of crops border the way and it's interesting to see the various crops being grown.
There are some sections of the ride I have all to my self and others are swarming with folk. E-bikes are really popular here, mostly ridden by older folk and it's rare to see any other types of cyclist. Some times though, I have the place completely to myself and the solitude is lovely.
After 50 odd kilometres I'm hitting the town of Gifhorn and feeling thankful it's Sunday. It's a nightmare to navigate through and not as bike friendly as it could be. After a while though it's safely traversed and I'm out onto the quiet lanes leading to the wonderfully named Tankumsee. The Tankumsee is a lake that today is swarming with folk, sunbathing paddling and generally relaxing. Next to the main beach a local Church is baptising people in the lake, a mass gathering of folk cheer every so often as a white gowned person walks into the lake where they are tipped into the water by the priest. Walking my bike through the massed throngs I walk to a quiet spot on the other side of the lake and sit down for a peanut butter sarnie.
After the lake I turn off and under the Mittleland canal to hit the last of the forest tracks. The cooler air in the forest is a welcome respite from the muggy air at the lake. Several fun kilometres of gravel trails in the forest await as I weave this way and that through the trees.
As my legs start to feel weary the forest tracks end and I'm onto the last kilometres of roads leading to my destination. The Four Chimneys of the Volkswagen factory hove into view and I wearily pull into my sister in laws garden. In total today, I rode 71 kilometres on a really mixed route in lovely summer weather. A good mornings ride all told.
Past the village and I'm alternating between quiet lanes and gravel roads, crossing the river for the first time I stop for a quick snack.
Onwards I pass through a small village with several small farms, all of the buildings in the in the traditional wooden framed style as is typical here, some much more dilapidated than others.
Riding on the kilometres tick by, the weather is nice and cool perfect for riding. The route is mostly asphalt here, alternating between quiet roads and bike paths. Fields of crops border the way and it's interesting to see the various crops being grown.
There are some sections of the ride I have all to my self and others are swarming with folk. E-bikes are really popular here, mostly ridden by older folk and it's rare to see any other types of cyclist. Some times though, I have the place completely to myself and the solitude is lovely.
After 50 odd kilometres I'm hitting the town of Gifhorn and feeling thankful it's Sunday. It's a nightmare to navigate through and not as bike friendly as it could be. After a while though it's safely traversed and I'm out onto the quiet lanes leading to the wonderfully named Tankumsee. The Tankumsee is a lake that today is swarming with folk, sunbathing paddling and generally relaxing. Next to the main beach a local Church is baptising people in the lake, a mass gathering of folk cheer every so often as a white gowned person walks into the lake where they are tipped into the water by the priest. Walking my bike through the massed throngs I walk to a quiet spot on the other side of the lake and sit down for a peanut butter sarnie.
After the lake I turn off and under the Mittleland canal to hit the last of the forest tracks. The cooler air in the forest is a welcome respite from the muggy air at the lake. Several fun kilometres of gravel trails in the forest await as I weave this way and that through the trees.
As my legs start to feel weary the forest tracks end and I'm onto the last kilometres of roads leading to my destination. The Four Chimneys of the Volkswagen factory hove into view and I wearily pull into my sister in laws garden. In total today, I rode 71 kilometres on a really mixed route in lovely summer weather. A good mornings ride all told.
AndreaJ
Veteran
After thunderstorms with lots of rain yesterday today’s forecast was for “light showers”, not sure why I believed that but it was warm enough and I don’t mind the rain. I set off to Loppington taking the longer way across to Myddle where the “light showers “ started. Turned to Burlton and then back towards Loppington before heading to English Frankton. The local silage contractors were busy here trying to get finished before it was too wet so a bit of stopping for tractors was needed, turned towards Colemere where the roads were dry and past the woods to Lyneal. Carried on over the canal back into the rain passing Newton Mere onto the Ellesmere road, carried on to Welshampton and Breadon Heath. Had to stop for another tractor and slow down for some horse riders at the bottom of the steep hill which made that a slow effort. Back on dry roads to Bettisfield, Northwood passing the first road home and carried on to Whixall, Edstaston Horton and home. Very odd weather some places obviously hadn’t seen any rain yet it was raining quite heavily in others only a short distance away. Got home wet and muddy and even rinsed the mud off the bike. 33.8 miles. Good job I went this morning though as we had more thunder, lightning and torrential rain this afternoon especially in nearby Wem which had several roads flooded when I tried to get through for diesel, had to give up and go home! Even I wouldn’t go out on a bike in that for fun.
- Location
- Shrewsbury, Shropshire
Thank you.
It's been a frustrating few days where I'd have liked to get out on a bike but couldn't. I did manage to get the Raleigh out and do a couple of tweaks to the the saddle and the handlebar so yesterday took the chance to get out and test them.
Although it was nice and sunny there was a brisk wind that was quite cool to start with. I thought the route out to Montford Bridge, Pentre and Melverley would be good for this as I'd be riding into the wind to start then would have it helping me home.
Setting out around the outskirts of Shrewsbury I immediately felt more at home with the riding position which boded well for later on. I joined the road at Shelton and got along well enough with only the one car that was a little closer than strictly necessary.
Reaching Montford Bridge I took a left into the wind heading for Montford and Shrawardine. This was a bit slow going at first but the pace seemed to improve as I went along and getting down onto the drops helped further. I had a respite for a while on the way to Wilcott (used a short stretch of lane I haven't ridden before here) then was back into the wind to Pentre and Melverley. Again the drops got used and did make a difference - keeping the cruising speed up near what I'd manage on a calm day.
Having passed Melverley and reached Crew Green I had the first section with the wind more or less behind me and helping up the gentle climb. A polite motorist held back on the approach to my turn off at Prince's Oak and the climb here seemed fairly easy today despite not having a tailwind for this bit.
At Westbury I had the wind directly behind me for the 3 mile straight run to Nox and with it being slightly downhill for much of the way the speed stayed well above 20mph for most of it.
The sharp little climb at Shorthill wasn't an issue and I got on better than usual through Exford's Green. A bit of a push into the dip at Westley got a top speed for the ride of 34.7 not the fastest I've ever gone on this bike but fun anyway.Going through Condover added a mile or so extra. I could see a couple of riders ahead of me when joining the short stretch of the A49 but they were going much quicker.
34.7 miles at 14.7 mph average. A fun whizz round and the bike felt so good this time. I hope it stays like that for the next big ride.
Only a few snaps from the first half of the ride as I got lost in my enthusiasm once the wind started helping:
Heading for Montford.
View across the river at The Royal Hill.
Too early for a pint at The Royal Hill.
A bit dull and damp this morning, the weather that is! I was intending to ride on Sunday, ah, tell the tale. On Saturday, I was on my way to a rock gig. Early for the train, I was outside Leeds’ station and met a man carrying a very long instrument case. Only two stringed instruments I know of are that long. I asked him if he was carrying a theorbo, and he was. Next question, where are you playing, Otley, said he, tomorrow. So after the rock gig, and beer, I bought a ticket for a baroque gig for the following day. And good it was too.
So today, I took the chance to catch up with the riding. Rain dampens inspiration, or even cogent thought at times, so an often ridden route was chosen and no great distance was intended. Just for once, plans worked out as thought. Trundle through Holbeck to Office Lock and splash and twiddle along the towpath as far as Viaduct Road. The rain seemed to be easing off, had it become heavier I might just have stayed on the towpath. Up through Headingley to Lawnswood, straight on for Bramhope. Turn the camera on at the top of Leeds Road.
Wharfedale was not being rained on, the bit of the dale I was in anyway. So cross the river and climb Farnley Lane to the top. On the way down the other side, the fastest bit of the ride, there is a good view of the viaduct at Arthington. Old masonry tends to look fine these days. Before I reach the viaduct one more river is crossed before returning to the south side of the Wharfe over the bridge at Pool. Under the viaduct and turn right, Creskeld Lane again. Only me going up, three cars and a man walking his dog going downhill. Counts as quiet.
Leaving Bramhope, turn left to go up Kings Road. I did think, briefly, to extend the ride by going through Eccup. Nope, down the side of Golden Acre Park and through Adel, as thought about before. Through Headingley, the opposite direction to earlier. Down the hill to Kirkstall and back on the towpath. I just felt like a mostly quiet ride, it seems. Still a grin though, thirty three miles, only 1600 feet of the up stuff by the time I returned home. Another good one.
Some predictable pictures . . .
So today, I took the chance to catch up with the riding. Rain dampens inspiration, or even cogent thought at times, so an often ridden route was chosen and no great distance was intended. Just for once, plans worked out as thought. Trundle through Holbeck to Office Lock and splash and twiddle along the towpath as far as Viaduct Road. The rain seemed to be easing off, had it become heavier I might just have stayed on the towpath. Up through Headingley to Lawnswood, straight on for Bramhope. Turn the camera on at the top of Leeds Road.
Wharfedale was not being rained on, the bit of the dale I was in anyway. So cross the river and climb Farnley Lane to the top. On the way down the other side, the fastest bit of the ride, there is a good view of the viaduct at Arthington. Old masonry tends to look fine these days. Before I reach the viaduct one more river is crossed before returning to the south side of the Wharfe over the bridge at Pool. Under the viaduct and turn right, Creskeld Lane again. Only me going up, three cars and a man walking his dog going downhill. Counts as quiet.
Leaving Bramhope, turn left to go up Kings Road. I did think, briefly, to extend the ride by going through Eccup. Nope, down the side of Golden Acre Park and through Adel, as thought about before. Through Headingley, the opposite direction to earlier. Down the hill to Kirkstall and back on the towpath. I just felt like a mostly quiet ride, it seems. Still a grin though, thirty three miles, only 1600 feet of the up stuff by the time I returned home. Another good one.
Some predictable pictures . . .
Had my best ride of the year this morning but can't upload the details due to where we're located. I did a complete circuit of the Isle of Arran. Gave myself 4 and a half hours to complete it but things went better than expected. Even an unexpected detour adding on about 2 miles and a seriously steep pull back up to the height I would have been had they not been resurfacing that road - didn't hamper the second half of the route which went perfectly. Came home in under 3.50 so was well pleased with that. I'll upload it once I get Garmin speaking to my Kindle and GPS.
Right, I'm back in little olde England and here's the jaunt I promised. https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/7099235935
Right, I'm back in little olde England and here's the jaunt I promised. https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/7099235935
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Fly me to Dunoon.Three ferries ride today, so called because, errrrm, it involves 3 ferry crossings!
Start at Wemyss Bay, cycle 6 miles to Gourock; ferry to Dunoon, cycle 20 hilly miles to Colintraive; ferry to Rhubodach on the Isle of Bute, cycle 9 miles to Rothesay; ferry to Wemyss Bay. Great day for it. The 20% gradient section of the climb from Loch Striven had me beat for the first time in a long time. Carrying an extra stone these days and bike not low geared enough is my excuse...
Route/stats:
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Start of the climb out of Loch Striven:
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I don't have one low enough!!
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View down Loch Striven:
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Looking west across the Kyles of Bute, Tighnabruiach just about visible in the distance:
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Ferry number 2 at Colintraive. Only a short stretch of water and takes less than 5 minutes to cross:
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Bute is where I was born, and that blue door is where I went through to start my edukashin back in August 1967
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The Waverley is haunting me this week! There she is again, this time at Rothesay, as ferry number 3 is coming in to berth. From here it is about 35 minutes crossing to Wemyss Bay.
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- Location
- Glasgow
Hello all!
I have not been posting on this thread for ages, because I've been off the bike due to a bad knee injury.
Yesterday, here in Glasgow, 40 of us rode to say our last goodbyes to Mags, a lovely woman from our cycling group.
She passed away after a short illness.
We will miss her lots, she was fun, a warm personality, always ready to help out on rides, always willing to cycle further. She was only 60 years old.
We cycled from Freewheel North at Glasgow Green to Maryhill, where we met the group from Freewheel North at the Whitehouse.
Mags used to attend rides from both cycling hubs.
On our bikes, we followed the funeral cortege from her home to the church, then to the cemetery.
Many of us hadn't met for a long time due to the various lockdowns: it was good to see @pjd57 again.
R.i.p Mags, I'm sure you are riding with us from the sky above xxx
I have not been posting on this thread for ages, because I've been off the bike due to a bad knee injury.
Yesterday, here in Glasgow, 40 of us rode to say our last goodbyes to Mags, a lovely woman from our cycling group.
She passed away after a short illness.
We will miss her lots, she was fun, a warm personality, always ready to help out on rides, always willing to cycle further. She was only 60 years old.
We cycled from Freewheel North at Glasgow Green to Maryhill, where we met the group from Freewheel North at the Whitehouse.
Mags used to attend rides from both cycling hubs.
On our bikes, we followed the funeral cortege from her home to the church, then to the cemetery.
Many of us hadn't met for a long time due to the various lockdowns: it was good to see @pjd57 again.
R.i.p Mags, I'm sure you are riding with us from the sky above xxx
AndreaJ
Veteran
There was supposed to be a day off from the Shropshire monsoon season today and a day off work so rather than doing any of the many things I should be doing at home I went for a ride. I set off into Wem via Creamore then to Tilley and Nonely, turned off to Myddle and carried on to Harmer Hill for a change before turning down Lower Road past the houses in the cliffs hoping that this was the other end of the Lower Road which starts in Myddle. It was the right lane so followed my regular route through Merrington, Old Woods and Eyton to Baschurch. It started raining although only a light shower. I turned off towards Stanwardine, Bagley, Lee then Ellesmere and the lanes were wet for a bit then dry where it hadn’t rained then wet again. Ellesmere was very, very wet so I obviously timed it to arrive after a heavy shower. The lane up Swan Hill past The Mere looked like a jungle under the trees with steam coming off the road in the sun. Disappointed to find the rain hadn’t cleaned the lane past the farm on Stocks Lane, carried on to Welshampton, Northwood and home. 37 miles and my bike is filthy again.
