Around 21 1/2 miles today
The observant will note a similarity in the gradient profile around 4 and 7.5 miles and a mirror image around 5 miles. An unexpected ride forth, back and forth again caused by a loud clatter which when I stopped nothing seemed to be amiss, continued on and looked again and only then realised my rear light was missing - had not switched the lights on and had completely forgot anyway they were on the bike. Anyway the fallen off light was smack in the centre of the northbound lane so presumably had not been run over by any vehicles and worked okay.
So back forth and for the second time the village of Ripley (N Yorks) as popular as ever
Another village with a pleasant centre is Scriven, now almost consumed by the northern suburbs of Knaresborough
One junction I am very wary of is this one in Knaresborough when wanting to proceed the down the road the cars are queueing on and their is a queue of vehicles behind to the right which are either going to do the same or turn right.
I tend to meekly go straight ahead and hug the opposing kerb line with one very acute, and slow, turn.
The observant will note a similarity in the gradient profile around 4 and 7.5 miles and a mirror image around 5 miles. An unexpected ride forth, back and forth again caused by a loud clatter which when I stopped nothing seemed to be amiss, continued on and looked again and only then realised my rear light was missing - had not switched the lights on and had completely forgot anyway they were on the bike. Anyway the fallen off light was smack in the centre of the northbound lane so presumably had not been run over by any vehicles and worked okay.
So back forth and for the second time the village of Ripley (N Yorks) as popular as ever
Another village with a pleasant centre is Scriven, now almost consumed by the northern suburbs of Knaresborough
One junction I am very wary of is this one in Knaresborough when wanting to proceed the down the road the cars are queueing on and their is a queue of vehicles behind to the right which are either going to do the same or turn right.
I tend to meekly go straight ahead and hug the opposing kerb line with one very acute, and slow, turn.