Tales from today's commute....

[subaqua]

rode into Kings X to get the train to Cambridge. a 30 minute trip took 45 mins due to the headwind. got to Cambridge and the Guided busway was full of debris from the trees. and a headwind all the way to Addenbrookes hospital. am about to leave after my site visit and yes the fecking wind seems to have turned and increased in strength so a fat headwind again.

still better than using my car or the tube though

 

[confusedcyclist]

Incredibly blowy here today too. 45 minute commute extended to 58 minutes. Legs a bit sore!

 

[Sittingduck]

I'm almost scared to leave the office for home, this afternoon...

 

[ianrauk]

How do these people not get seriously injured or nicked?

Probs not wearing Hi-Viz, helmet and no lights, so no one could see her.

 

[confusedcyclist]

I'm almost scared to leave the office for home, this afternoon...

I can see the tops of tree's from my office window and it's making me nervous!

 

[Panter]

rode into Kings X to get the train to Cambridge. a 30 minute trip took 45 mins due to the headwind. got to Cambridge and the Guided busway was full of debris from the trees. and a headwind all the way to Addenbrookes hospital. am about to leave after my site visit and yes the fecking wind seems to have turned and increased in strength so a fat headwind again.

still better than using my car or the tube though

You just know that's a serious headwind when it slows a train down!

 

[BigAl68]

I left work early and got blown most of the way home. A few side gusts but mainly a huge tailwind and lots of sunshine. Good work weather for not changing wind direction.

 

[subaqua]

thought about taking the chugger train home from cambridge as i worked out it would get me into London late enough to justifiably excuse not going to the office.

then i realised if i took the liverpool street train it would take me through harlow and broxbourne. where i could get on the lea navigation. so i did and rode the canal all the way from broxbourne to olympic park .

beats sitting in a stuffy office and it was technically commuting

 

[Ganymede]

OK so I am off my bike while my shoulder still hurts. I am getting blobby so I thought I would do one direction of the domestic commute on foot (about 3 to 3.5 miles across country). I print out a map with footpaths clearly marked, I put on my walking boots and head for home. It is blowing a horrible gusty gale and without my headband my ears are going blue. The path goes a different way from what's on the map so I go round the edge of the field. There are no footpath signs. There is no bridge over the river, so I pull out my map to re-orientate, stuff it back in my inside pocket and carry on along the bank, expecting to see a bridge eventually. Hmm. I reach for my map and realise that the jacket I am wearing DOESN'T HAVE AN INSIDE POCKET. IT IS THE LINING OF THE OUTSIDE POCKET WHICH IS CUNNINGLY DISGUISED AS AN INSIDE POCKET BUT IS ACTUALLY OPEN AT THE BOTTOM. My map is by now in the next village and I am in the middle of a windy flood-plain with no hope of getting across the river.

Sadly I walked back to the village and got Mr G to pick me up. I reckon I walked about a mile altogether, so I still got some exercise, but all the same..

 

[KneesUp]

OK so I am off my bike while my shoulder still hurts. I am getting blobby so I thought I would do one direction of the domestic commute on foot (about 3 to 3.5 miles across country). I print out a map with footpaths clearly marked, I put on my walking boots and head for home. It is blowing a horrible gusty gale and without my headband my ears are going blue. The path goes a different way from what's on the map so I go round the edge of the field. There are no footpath signs. There is no bridge over the river, so I pull out my map to re-orientate, stuff it back in my inside pocket and carry on along the bank, expecting to see a bridge eventually. Hmm. I reach for my map and realise that the jacket I am wearing DOESN'T HAVE AN INSIDE POCKET. IT IS THE LINING OF THE OUTSIDE POCKET WHICH IS CUNNINGLY DISGUISED AS AN INSIDE POCKET BUT IS ACTUALLY OPEN AT THE BOTTOM. My map is by now in the next village and I am in the middle of a windy flood-plain with no hope of getting across the river.

Sadly I walked back to the village and got Mr G to pick me up. I reckon I walked about a mile altogether, so I still got some exercise, but all the same..

I'm not laughing.


Honest.

 

[Ganymede]

I'm not laughing.


Honest.

Thank you.


.... you're laughing aren't you

 

[Jenkins]

So much for British Summer Time. As most others have said,vicious winds meant high speed cruising with a tail wind, on the drops with single figure speeds into head winds and dangerous swirling side gusts. Had to unclip a few times just in case a steadying foot down was required and one gust almost brought me to a complete stop. Did have a chuckle at one chap on a MTB or hybrid with low gearing whose legs were a blur as he was blown along.

Thankfully missed all the showers this afternoon.

 

[ianrauk]

Wow that was a blustery ride home. A couple of times the wind nearly blew me over sideways. But when the wind caught me from behind.. wow.. flying...

Got to Bromley and pulled up next to another cyclist. Decided to say hello to the young fella. And blimey he recognised me. It was @Nocode from this very board. We only live a 5 minute walk apart but have never seen each other on the commute. So today was a first. It was only because I decided to ride the wind home rather then going my usual convoluted extended route that we bumped into each other.

So really nice to cycle part way home with some one, both being shoved along by the wind, but not helped by crappy traffic

We encountered a complete arse of a driver who decided to weave left and right to try stop us from filtering. Didn't work though and we left him acting and looking like a complete tool.

Anyway, a nice quick ride home, shorter the usual. Dicky knee playing up. No more commute for me until next tuesday as have a couple of days off.

 

[Supersuperleeds]

Character building is how my old man would describe today.

 

[Supersuperleeds]

Anyone who rode to work today is a PROPER cyclist (or just mad )