Wow! What a fantastic ride today. Powered only by the mighty oat, I set off out with my long-distance cycling buddy,
@jembullo to do a ride out into Herefordshire and back. This was to be my qualifying ride for the Metric Century a Month Challenge, and it was immediately obvious that it was going to be a tough one and it was already snowing when we set off from my house. It snowed for the first 20 miles, and it never seemed to get above a solitary, balmy degree all day. There were hills, too. Many hills. Steep son-of-a bitch-hills, tricky little hills, long gentle drag hills, irritating tougher-than-they-look hills. The lot. Over 1,200 metres of climbing. Even so, it was an absolute joy. The roads were spookily quiet, with hardly a car around, and there was great rolling countryside scenery everywhere.
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Fortunately none of the snow was settling on the road, and there was only the occasional little dusting of it in the verges .... notably on the slopes of May Hill near Glasshouse and in some of the higher Herefordshire hills above about 600 feet. After a rest stop in a coffee shop/bakery (and a visit to a LBS to carry out minor running repairs) in Ross on Wye, we headed out through Hole-in-the-Wall and alongside the River Wye. Came across the peculiar sight of a pedestrian suspension bridge to nowhere. I once rode across it and ended up trudging through a muddy field for half a mile, taking 10 minutes to scrape off enough mud with a stick to be able to carry on my ride. Jem looked like he was going to rob a bank:
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From there the route just got better and better. What a fantastic quiet little road alongside the Wye:
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The next time we saw the river we were a few hundred feet above it, and this was a really hilly section of the route. We did a little detour for a few hundred yards when I caught sight of Brockhampton Church. My brother took me there once to show me around, and it really is a curiosity. Not only is it rare in being a thatched church, but it was also only built as recently as 1902, apparently in the arts and crafts style. If you go anywhere near the place in the summer you will be swamped by coaches full of Japanese tourists. They go mad for the place. Apparently English style weddings are de rigueur in Japan right now, and the most popular venue is a three quarter size reproduction of Brockhampton Church, constructed on the 21st floor of a tower block in Osaka! They flood over here to see the real thing:
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Stopped off for a second break in a pub in Much Marcle, where a hot soup and a black coffee picked me up just when I needed it. Eventually got home very tired but happy ... after cutting the intended route short and making a beeline for Gloucester via Kempley and Newent when we left Much Marcle. This was the original 69 mile route:
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I had to go past my own estate and nip down to the banks of the Severn at Stonebench to add one final mile to hit the metric century.
62.3 miles ridden today. Notably, after seeing a couple of commuter cyclists in the first few hundred metres,
we never saw a single cyclist for the next hundred kilometres. This either means there are a whole lot of fairweather cyclists in Gloucester, or else I really am
that stupid. Judging by some of the posts above, I fear it may be the latter. It was cold, and it had been snowing, but I always find you can wrap up warm and generate your own heat. This ride really was a gem, and I for one am really glad I did it.
Cheers,
Donger.