gavgav
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Spring properly arrived in Shropshire today and with it being my early finish day at work, I took the opportunity to get out in the warm late afternoon sunshine for a ride. First outing for the shorts this year
I set off to Betton Abbots and Cantlop, into the breeze which, whilst not particularly strong, still made it hard work at times on the steady climbs. After passing the entrance to Pitchford Hall, I descended the bank and whilst shifting into the big cog the ruddy chain came off again . There couldn’t have been a worse place for it to happen, as I coasted to a stop before the climb out of the dip. No verge or gateways and so had to haul the bike over the Armco barrier and into the undergrowth to try and sort things. Of course it had somehow jammed outside the derailleur, why wouldn’t it?! and took about 10 minutes to get the thing back where it should be, completely covering my hands and gloves in oil.
Feeling frustrated, I set back off again and on to Pitchford, Acton Burnell and Frodesley. What was apparent along there was the ridiculous amount of traffic, way more than usual. Turns out there are roadworks on the A49 at Longnor and so everyone was trying to use the lanes to avoid the queues. Not a lot of fun when too many of them are going faster than they should be.
From Longnor, I turned up the lane to Ryton, where the 3 real twonks of the ride were encountered. Firstly a chap pulled out of his drive, straight in front of me, causing me to perform an emergency stop. I was so close I could have tapped on his window. He was closely followed by a rat runner who, instead of slowing down on a narrow section, decided to speed up when coming towards me and flying past in a cloud of dust. Finally a kid, can’t have been more than legal driving age, belting along the lane in a tractor, with his mate, showing off no doubt, who I heard coming and so dived into the verge, which a good decision as he would have wiped me out on the bend
From Ryton I continued to Gonsal and then called at dad’s for half an hour and a good wash of my hands to get the worst of the oil off. I had the wind behind me now, but it had cooled down considerably and so a jacket was donned for the journey home via Exfords Green, another pillock there, in a van, who overtook me straight into the path of an oncoming car, missing each other by inches, Annscroft, Hook a Gate and Meole.
19.79 miles at 11.8mph avg. Nice to be out in the sun but the various incidents took the edge off the enjoyment.
I set off to Betton Abbots and Cantlop, into the breeze which, whilst not particularly strong, still made it hard work at times on the steady climbs. After passing the entrance to Pitchford Hall, I descended the bank and whilst shifting into the big cog the ruddy chain came off again . There couldn’t have been a worse place for it to happen, as I coasted to a stop before the climb out of the dip. No verge or gateways and so had to haul the bike over the Armco barrier and into the undergrowth to try and sort things. Of course it had somehow jammed outside the derailleur, why wouldn’t it?! and took about 10 minutes to get the thing back where it should be, completely covering my hands and gloves in oil.
Feeling frustrated, I set back off again and on to Pitchford, Acton Burnell and Frodesley. What was apparent along there was the ridiculous amount of traffic, way more than usual. Turns out there are roadworks on the A49 at Longnor and so everyone was trying to use the lanes to avoid the queues. Not a lot of fun when too many of them are going faster than they should be.
From Longnor, I turned up the lane to Ryton, where the 3 real twonks of the ride were encountered. Firstly a chap pulled out of his drive, straight in front of me, causing me to perform an emergency stop. I was so close I could have tapped on his window. He was closely followed by a rat runner who, instead of slowing down on a narrow section, decided to speed up when coming towards me and flying past in a cloud of dust. Finally a kid, can’t have been more than legal driving age, belting along the lane in a tractor, with his mate, showing off no doubt, who I heard coming and so dived into the verge, which a good decision as he would have wiped me out on the bend
From Ryton I continued to Gonsal and then called at dad’s for half an hour and a good wash of my hands to get the worst of the oil off. I had the wind behind me now, but it had cooled down considerably and so a jacket was donned for the journey home via Exfords Green, another pillock there, in a van, who overtook me straight into the path of an oncoming car, missing each other by inches, Annscroft, Hook a Gate and Meole.
19.79 miles at 11.8mph avg. Nice to be out in the sun but the various incidents took the edge off the enjoyment.