Some cracking efforts on here as always - especially @gavgav who seems to be smashing it out of the park
Some less spectacular progress from my part of the world; but progress all the same. After awaking bang on 7am after a particularly effective anxiety dream, it was clear that the day could only be anything other than utterly miserable if a ride was had to put a bit more distance between the black dog and I; and expend some of the grotty, carb-fuelled nervous energy I'd amassed since the beginning of the week.
By 10 I'd managed to drag myself out into the sunny outside; taking the same route as last time down the bridleway near the house and stopping to have a conversation with one of my neighbours; who apparently runs and old Surly of some description
The rain's been fairly heavy of late and unlike last time the fat Conti slicks really struggled at times on the slimy surface of the otherwise hard-packed mud; especially on off-camber bits which gave a few twitchy moments.
Once reached the tow path was uncompromisingly bumpy as usual, with additional "fun" provided by the aforementioned slimy, muddy surface and some areas that were so overgrown I had to push the brake levers forward from the rear to prevent the intrusive foliage braking on my behalf as it impacted upon / became entangled with the front of the bike.
Once I got off the tow path the weather had turned decidely overcast and muggy, but the (relatively) flat and consistent surface of the road and opportunity for comfortable, steady cadence once again was appreciated.
I extended the ride further than last time to include a few more villages and bridleways where possible; and while the bike as it stands makes these possible at all compared to a road bike, the tyre choice remains far from ideal and has encouraged me to put my hand in my pocket and build up the spare set of wheels with another cassette, disks and some more capable rubber on this terrain.
In numbers I managed about 27.5 miles at around 11.7mph; with only around 1300ft of elevation change; presuambly due to the tow path content. While things remain far from splendid as usual I feel both mentally and physically lighter and owe the bike a debt of gratitude for levelling me out and beating the malaise into submission for a day or two.
*EDIT* - a couple of photos having subjected myself to the ordeal of getting them off my hateful POS work phone.
It's also great to see the Croix de Fer massive well-represented in this thread
Some less spectacular progress from my part of the world; but progress all the same. After awaking bang on 7am after a particularly effective anxiety dream, it was clear that the day could only be anything other than utterly miserable if a ride was had to put a bit more distance between the black dog and I; and expend some of the grotty, carb-fuelled nervous energy I'd amassed since the beginning of the week.
By 10 I'd managed to drag myself out into the sunny outside; taking the same route as last time down the bridleway near the house and stopping to have a conversation with one of my neighbours; who apparently runs and old Surly of some description
The rain's been fairly heavy of late and unlike last time the fat Conti slicks really struggled at times on the slimy surface of the otherwise hard-packed mud; especially on off-camber bits which gave a few twitchy moments.
Once reached the tow path was uncompromisingly bumpy as usual, with additional "fun" provided by the aforementioned slimy, muddy surface and some areas that were so overgrown I had to push the brake levers forward from the rear to prevent the intrusive foliage braking on my behalf as it impacted upon / became entangled with the front of the bike.
Once I got off the tow path the weather had turned decidely overcast and muggy, but the (relatively) flat and consistent surface of the road and opportunity for comfortable, steady cadence once again was appreciated.
I extended the ride further than last time to include a few more villages and bridleways where possible; and while the bike as it stands makes these possible at all compared to a road bike, the tyre choice remains far from ideal and has encouraged me to put my hand in my pocket and build up the spare set of wheels with another cassette, disks and some more capable rubber on this terrain.
In numbers I managed about 27.5 miles at around 11.7mph; with only around 1300ft of elevation change; presuambly due to the tow path content. While things remain far from splendid as usual I feel both mentally and physically lighter and owe the bike a debt of gratitude for levelling me out and beating the malaise into submission for a day or two.
*EDIT* - a couple of photos having subjected myself to the ordeal of getting them off my hateful POS work phone.
It's also great to see the Croix de Fer massive well-represented in this thread
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