spen666
Legendary Member
So nothing has changed then - ?
no, but its been a while since I had a pootle around this area at school run time. I always try to be home before school run gets to its peak
Tales from today's commute....
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no, but its been a while since I had a pootle around this area at school run time. I always try to be home before school run gets to its peak
Any idea how old the crank is? I'm assuming this is not a common thing to happen!
roubaixtuesday
self serving virtue signaller
About 10 years, guess 40,000 miles
I would say very uncommon.
fossyant
Ride It Like You Stole It!
- Location
- South Manchester
Good mileage that - although 'someone' would say otherwise, who seems to go into immense detail and still have his bikes fall to bits.
Glad to hear it!
HLaB
Marie Attoinette Fan
Im back on my regular train which starts i Pottyboro but now 5 mins later as the 7.23 has been delayed indefinitely as it comes from London and someone was hit on the lines overnight. The station is a mess.
At least my commute to the station was smooth the threatened ice never came and it was quite mild and drivers were pretty patient. Especially the one that appeared at a junction just at the same time as me but had plenty of time to get out ahead of me. They then sat behind me all the way through the residential estate. Not that they could overtake there as there's plenty of road narrowings but even when they did have a chance up the longish and straight steep hill, they hung back until the last narrowing was past.
At least my commute to the station was smooth the threatened ice never came and it was quite mild and drivers were pretty patient. Especially the one that appeared at a junction just at the same time as me but had plenty of time to get out ahead of me. They then sat behind me all the way through the residential estate. Not that they could overtake there as there's plenty of road narrowings but even when they did have a chance up the longish and straight steep hill, they hung back until the last narrowing was past.
captain nemo1701
Space cadet. Deck 42 Main Engineering.
- Location
- Bristol
More escooter idiocy this morning. Just sat at these lights, they went green and as I sent off, idiot on escooter shoots past on the left (see arrows). Could have been an accident, the road tapers as you enter, he could have either hit the wall....or me
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Awoke feeling terrible this morning with every physical and mental drive willing me to stay in bed and sack the world off.
Sadly this wasn't an option so after dragging my sorry carcass from the bed's sweet refuge to negotiate the usual morning hoops before I was out on my way.
Thankfully it was a lovely bright, clear morning so I headed into town. I'd emerged from the flat in front of who appearead to be a larger, older lady on a bike who then followed me for the next mile or so before blowing me into the weeds; and by my own standards I wasn't hanging about
Traffic into town was fine, plenty about but it was flowing reasonably and at a speed that was easy to integrate with. Got to one set of lights to find an unfeasible amount of other cyclists waiting; our resultant collective departure behaving like a fluid under shear with two or three columns spread across the road moving at different speeds; the most leisurely on the inside to the faster amongst us creeping past on the outside.
As usual the sun had brought out the best in people and there were lots of nice interactions and much gratitude exchanged for considerate actions, which was really nice.. this included one oncoming BMW driver who waited for me to pass instead of squeezing past at speed like most of his ilk seem to.
Since I had a little time I took an alternate route I'd recently become aware of; taking me through a small part of the city I'd never ventured through before and bringing me out at a junction I'd oft-wondered the origin of. Another tiny bit of my surroundings discovered and another little variation on the route to help stem the inevitable boredom of familiarity.
As usual I wished I'd brough the camera as the river and surrounding fields looked fantastic; shrouded in low-lying mist backlit by the sun.
A picture-postcard representation of the city this morning that really buoyed my mood
Sadly this wasn't an option so after dragging my sorry carcass from the bed's sweet refuge to negotiate the usual morning hoops before I was out on my way.
Thankfully it was a lovely bright, clear morning so I headed into town. I'd emerged from the flat in front of who appearead to be a larger, older lady on a bike who then followed me for the next mile or so before blowing me into the weeds; and by my own standards I wasn't hanging about
Traffic into town was fine, plenty about but it was flowing reasonably and at a speed that was easy to integrate with. Got to one set of lights to find an unfeasible amount of other cyclists waiting; our resultant collective departure behaving like a fluid under shear with two or three columns spread across the road moving at different speeds; the most leisurely on the inside to the faster amongst us creeping past on the outside.
As usual the sun had brought out the best in people and there were lots of nice interactions and much gratitude exchanged for considerate actions, which was really nice.. this included one oncoming BMW driver who waited for me to pass instead of squeezing past at speed like most of his ilk seem to.
Since I had a little time I took an alternate route I'd recently become aware of; taking me through a small part of the city I'd never ventured through before and bringing me out at a junction I'd oft-wondered the origin of. Another tiny bit of my surroundings discovered and another little variation on the route to help stem the inevitable boredom of familiarity.
As usual I wished I'd brough the camera as the river and surrounding fields looked fantastic; shrouded in low-lying mist backlit by the sun.
A picture-postcard representation of the city this morning that really buoyed my mood
