Blue and grey today, with a boisterous breeze. Better take the fixed for a ride, don’t have to wonder if another gear will make any difference to the rate of travel.
Mostly heading east today, and it did occur to me that riding downriver, with that waterway for company, would be good. And so it was. Not at all busy, there was a tall crane lifting something on the far bank of the first stretch of canal, with a couple of boats in attendance. Too far away to see much, river and canal are adjacent here. On to Thwaites Mill, the river used to drive the putty making machinery here, river one side of the mill, canal the side I am riding. And then that bridge with the flight of steps to deal with.
All the way to Fishponds Lock, cross the canal again and ride on to Woodlesford. On the road again now. Sort of predictable, Swillington and Garforth next. Could not see Hook Moor and its windmills from the hill crest between those two, a lot of rain was falling over that way. After riding around the northern side of Garforth on the A642 I could see the windmills, the rain had gone away. Over the M1 to the B1217, this goes to the gates of Lotherton Hall, but today I don’t. There is a left turn to Aberford.
Carry on riding north, across Cock Beck. The bridge here looks way too big for the beck running beneath it, or am I missing something? Bramham Crossroads next, carry on along Paradise Way. Just seen on the map, there is a Paradise Farm on the east side of this road. Leeds University Farm said the sign outside this morning. Bramham next, and lots of signage related to the Leeds Festival. I turned left here and a mile or so later took the right fork to head to Holme Farm Lane. Which eventually (uphill mostly) meets Milner Lane and my way in to Thorner.
Ride up Carr Lane to leave the village and reach the A58, Wetherby Road but I turn left to go to Leeds. After the whizz down that hill I noticed the ‘Road Closed’ signs had gone, so I turned right to pass the Oakwood Clock and wend my way to Crown Point Bridge. Home soon now. A grin, the ride seemed longer than thirty two miles. Might be the breeze made it feel that way. Fifteen hundred feet ascending, it all adds up to a pretty good Tuesday ride.
Doodly garthing,