No plan today, just out for a ride. I'd meant to get up and out early, but it was almost nine o'clock before tyre hit tarmac.
At the end of the street I wrestled the handlebars away from the direction of Coal Road and instead after a little warm up on local roads found myself on Barwick Road heading down to Cock Beck, over the bridge and up the hill to Scholes.
Unusually there was a slight but noticeable head wind up here today but I made it to the top soon enough, past the Coronation Tree and up again, before the long gentle descent, into and through Barwick. I was just about to get the hammer down (it's all relative...
) on the continuing descent down to the second crossing of Cock Beck but the road was dug up and I was checked by temporary traffic lights
Anyway, through there and over t'beck, before the climb up Cattle Lane and the general lumpiness to Aberford. It was at the top of Cattle Lane that I realised that no cars had overtaken me since the hill out of Scholes - over two miles and surely a record for these parts, even if the roadworks had probably played a factor in it.
In Aberford it was right on Main Street and then left under the A1 for the climb up to Lotherton Gates, then left onto the B1217 heading for Towton.
I'd initially thought about taking the right into Saxton, but decided to stay on here for a change.
It wasn't too busy so it was a pleasant run - a couple of old motorbikes (1960's?) passed, followed a few moments later by Valentino Rossi, Marc Marquez and Jorge Lorenzo (I presume it was them judging by the speed they were doing...
).
And after yesterdays succession of Saabs, today was a procession of Porsches. I don't know if there was some sort of rally going on, but there were loads of the blooming things buzzing about, Boxsters, 944s, 968s, 911s and even a 928. My favourite car of the lot though was a very nice looking Caterham 7, which gave me a nice wide pass but when the driver accelerated away the engine howled like an animal. No idea what was under the bonnet but it sounded great.
Anyhow, I was soon approaching Towton and as I looked east across the plain I could see that it was raining off in the distance. This wasn't forecast and I'd not brought a jacket, so instead of heading for Ulleskelf as I'd originally planned I stayed on the A162 after the village and eventually dropped down the hill and took the left into Stutton, over Cock Beck for the third and final time today and eschewing the temptations of Fanny Lane, took Weedling gate out of the village and climbed up Moor Lane, over the A64 bridge and onto Garnet Lane across the A659 past Toulston and left at the end heading for Bramham.
As I approached the village I decided to tackle the Windmill on a whim, so turned right and after the short climb to the top, descended the other side giving it the full beans and being rewarded by (just) cracking 40mph.
Childish and unnecessary but good fun.
This meant I was now heading for Clifford (the village, not the big red dog), so I turned left and climbed up Main Street, before the welcome descent into Bramham.
Up the hill and a quick stop just before the A1(M) bridge for Haribo and a photo:
It was at this point that I almost got annoyed with myself - I'd been riding through some glorious rolling countryside and the only pic I'd taken so far was the bike leant against a bench with a tree behind it. I decided I needed to get at least one scenic pic on the rest of the ride...
Back on and over the A1(M) for the steady climb alongside Bramham Park, with the signs already out for the Leeds Festival at the end of August.
At the fork I turned left onto Thorner Lane, taking it steady through the dip as the road was covered in gravel and a fair bit of mud after yesterdays rain and the long drag up to Milner Lane and the run along the ridge.
Spotting an opportunity for a slightly better photo or two, I stopped after the woods and got the phone out:
Back on towards Thorner, catching up with a horse and ride just at the top of the drop off the ridge, so slowly does it.
Through Thorner and onto Carr lane for the climb, drop and more climbing to the A58, a quick whizz along there and up Coal Road.
At the junction with Skeltons Lane I encountered the cockwomble of the day though. An older guy in a Jag pulled a couple of feet across the Give Way line, stopped, looked straight at me and then proceeded to pull out and turn right across me. What made it worse was that he did it so slowly, not even attempting to get out of the way. What an idiot.
From there it's just a short run along the road, then down onto local roads to home, setting an unexpected PB on the last section - probably due to the unexpected adrenaline boost I'd just received...
26.85 miles (43.21km) in
1h 57m at an average of
13.8mph with
1,479ft climbed - and that maximum speed of 40.5mph.
Another good ride (Jag drivers excepted), good weather for it and it was nice being a bit cooler than yesterday. Glad I spotted the rain and managed to keep away from it and there were loads of cyclists out & about today which is never a bad thing.
Should I have done the extra 5 miles and made it a metric half? Possibly, but there's always next time.
And finally, a map: