A whole day late posting! I blame the world, but anyway. After Wednesday’s washout, it was good to be riding again. Take the geared bike out and ride thirty seven and a quarter miles on a pretty fine Yorkshire day is what happened, though the distance was one of those things that just occurred. Mostly by mistake.
I do like to have some vague plan of a route in mind before I pedal away from home, but not this time. Deep into Holbeck, the bike took me in the direction of Crown Point Bridge and with the festival beginning at Bramhope I had to stir the grey cell into life, just to avoid that area. OK, the clock at Oakwood and turn left there to pass the real gates at Roundhay Park and turn right a little after Canal Gardens to cross the other West Park Ring Road and climb up, serious up, to Slaid Hill. This gives that really wonderful ride along Wike Ridge and the drop into East Keswick. Heave through the village and turn right once the A 659 is reached to whizz through Collingham with the idea that Linton Bridge might be open. The signs said no, so on to the A 58 and to Wetherby. And the first wrong turn. OK, not wrong, just not the intended turn. I crossed the Wharfe and turned left, my thoughts had been straight on and Kirk Deighton followed by North Deighton. Maybe, nope, no excuses, I just did it on autopilot, thought about a right turn later and decided to just ride on. Spofforth here I come. And the third river crossing of the ride. I have always known it as Crimple Beck, but the OS map also calls it the River Crimple and who am I to disagree? The next right is the road to North Deighton.
The road numbers become complicated here, turn right on the B 6164 for Kirk Deighton, a nice piece of road again which eventually leads to Wetherby and the detour to miss the repairs to the embankment that collapsed all those months ago. Before I reached the detour I almost missed seeing a mini roundabout. My front brake works well . . .
The miles were racking up quite well, or so it seemed, which made a return along the A 58 as a reasonable option. Riding through Collingham again things were slightly busier than usual, back to average by the time Bardsey was passed and the climb up through Scarcroft, well, I could see little except the road in front. It is still a hefty pedal up that bit. Mostly downhill from there although the legs were tiring a bit the ride down between Monkswood and Beechwood Farm was the usual grin, which did not diminish all the way across Leeds and to my home. The Garmin later told me that I had a moving average of 14.2 mph, quickest since I started riding again. The grin widened.
A quick map
I do like to have some vague plan of a route in mind before I pedal away from home, but not this time. Deep into Holbeck, the bike took me in the direction of Crown Point Bridge and with the festival beginning at Bramhope I had to stir the grey cell into life, just to avoid that area. OK, the clock at Oakwood and turn left there to pass the real gates at Roundhay Park and turn right a little after Canal Gardens to cross the other West Park Ring Road and climb up, serious up, to Slaid Hill. This gives that really wonderful ride along Wike Ridge and the drop into East Keswick. Heave through the village and turn right once the A 659 is reached to whizz through Collingham with the idea that Linton Bridge might be open. The signs said no, so on to the A 58 and to Wetherby. And the first wrong turn. OK, not wrong, just not the intended turn. I crossed the Wharfe and turned left, my thoughts had been straight on and Kirk Deighton followed by North Deighton. Maybe, nope, no excuses, I just did it on autopilot, thought about a right turn later and decided to just ride on. Spofforth here I come. And the third river crossing of the ride. I have always known it as Crimple Beck, but the OS map also calls it the River Crimple and who am I to disagree? The next right is the road to North Deighton.
The road numbers become complicated here, turn right on the B 6164 for Kirk Deighton, a nice piece of road again which eventually leads to Wetherby and the detour to miss the repairs to the embankment that collapsed all those months ago. Before I reached the detour I almost missed seeing a mini roundabout. My front brake works well . . .
The miles were racking up quite well, or so it seemed, which made a return along the A 58 as a reasonable option. Riding through Collingham again things were slightly busier than usual, back to average by the time Bardsey was passed and the climb up through Scarcroft, well, I could see little except the road in front. It is still a hefty pedal up that bit. Mostly downhill from there although the legs were tiring a bit the ride down between Monkswood and Beechwood Farm was the usual grin, which did not diminish all the way across Leeds and to my home. The Garmin later told me that I had a moving average of 14.2 mph, quickest since I started riding again. The grin widened.
A quick map