Your ride today....

Chromatic

Legendary Member
Location
Gloucestershire
Like @Mike_P above my ride was a variation of my Wednesday outing.
Out of Gloucester on the Tewkesbury Road, turn right into Down Hatherley, on to the end of the road then left onto the Cheltenham Road toward Staverton, left at the lights to take me past the House In The Tree pub. Weirdness alert here, the pub was shut, obviously, but the car park was packed with cars. I turned left at the pub into Withybridge Lane and at the end of that turned left toward Coombe Hill. At the lights at Coombe Hill turned left onto the Tewkesbury Rd towards Gloucester. Headed towards Gloucester down there with a couple of slight detours off the main road on the way.
First, about three quarters of the way to Coombe Hill heading from Gloucester there is a little lane off the main road called Pancake Lane, now I spent the best part of 40 years regularly driving past it going to and from work and often wondered what was down there so today I rode down there and had a look, not a lot is the answer. The Second detour was quick loop through a little place called The Leigh.
After nipping through The Leigh and back onto the main road I carried on toward Gloucester until getting to the Sandhurst turning, turned down there and went to see the church ( see 'Your bike in front of a church' thread in the photos section) then on toward Gloucester and back to my start point.
Didn't look at computer so don't know how far or at what speed but it was an enjoyable ride.

Noticed that while it was far from busy there was noticeably more traffic on the roads today compared to Wednesday.
 

Mike_P

Veteran
Location
Harrogate
Even so Weeton seems to have avoided Beechings cutting axe back in the 1950's . It still has a station. A rare thing in rural villages now.
Actually although called Weeton the station is in the next village to the west, Huby.
 

twentysix by twentyfive

Clinging on tightly
Location
Over the Hill
Another sunny day. I headed out for Redmarley for Brand Green where the wood anemones were carpeting the woods. Always a lovely spring show. On around by Murrell's End I climbed to Woolridge to take in a hazy view. The floods have left the Hams at Ashleworth now but there are still some wildfowl about. Pintail, Wigeon, Teal and Shoveler were there amongst others. The wind was a tad hindering as I headed north. At Brotheridge Green Pete M came the other way so we stopped for a chat at distance. The sun was dropping below the outline of the Hills as I rode the last mile. Amazing how many riders and dog walkers are out and about at the moment. It was also nice to ride with a new chain and middle chainring. Just like a new bike! 47 smiles and one distanced social interaction.
 

footloose crow

Senior Member
Location
Cornwall. UK
27 March. Cycling through the plague

When we studied the Great Fire (1665) and the Great Plague (1666) at school, there was no mention of people finding it hard to amuse themselves whilst the pestilence raged through the razed ruins of London. No Netflix, no internet, no bikes and I am not at all sure that many people had dogs. We seem to be more complicated in 2020.

But there it is. Bikes now exist and because of that there is a duty to exercise them - bit like dogs. I can hear my bike whining in its shed if it hasn't been out for a while. The moral question I am stuck on is not whether I should ride but for for how long and how far - and how fast? Generally 'fast' is not something that bothers me. Actually lack of 'fast' bothers me a great deal but I have reluctant lungs. I have taken to going down hill faster than I used to though because I worry about wearing my disc pads when all the local bike shops (apart from Halfords which doesn't count) are closed because of the plague. Either cycle faster downhill or be forced to mend my own bike. Tough choices. Both frighten me.

Today Madame Crow said she would like to come with me on my proposed ride but it would need to be "shorter and less hilly" and ended up not being my proposed ride at all. The new aim was to get to Perranporth, look at the sea and then go home a different way. I had planned to go....well it doesn't matter. Another day.

Madame has an e-bike. A very nice one, better wheels, frame and chainset than mine. In theory she should be ahead of me but I still end up waiting at junctions because of my new desire to save my disc pads. She overtakes me on hills which is quite irritating, but has no qualms about smoking her pads all the way down. Cycling with someone else, even a special someone, is at times quite hard. The internal conversation I normally have with myself, just stops. We converse at junctions and intermittently on hills. I stop noticing things like flowers in the hedgerows or the opening views across spring green fields, the new catkins on willows and birches, the budding oaks because I am either chasing the retreating figure of my wife, just a red dot in the distance or just terrifying myself going downhill. Not especially fast if what I read about others descending speeds is true - but enough to make me stop daydreaming.

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The lanes are dry. The hedges are thickening with green. The cows have been allowed out onto the spring grass. The sky is a cold blue and the air is fresh enough to nip at exposed flesh. I have found a way to Perranporth that involves twelve miles of continuous either up or down but misses any major roads, or minor roads, and passes isolated farms, granite walled houses in solitary splendour and the odd short terrace of three whitewashed cottages stuck in a hollow and half hidden with trees.

Perranporth is deserted. The beach car park empty. There is a surfer walking home, board tucked under his arm. Surfing has been stopped unless you can walk to the beach. It hasn't gone down well with surfers and there have been some ugly confrontations. But not here today - all is calm, shops and cafes closed, pubs shuttered. There are more people walking than I have ever seen before and I have greeted a number of cyclists but as so many have noticed, hardly any traffic.

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Even the seagulls are avoiding humans at the moment.

We carry on up through Perrancombe, a gradually rising lane between woods and large detached houses, that should take us to St Agnes but before we reach the village, it is time to turn off and head for home. I need to be careful, still just three weeks from major surgery and my legs are already complaining. It turns out that the left turn was the wrong left turn. We descend steeply down to the old mining village of Mithian and then steeply uphill, the Wahoo says 22% at one point, until I reach the top and a simultaneous realisation that this is not the right way. Madame says we should just go back down the hill, back up the other side and carry on to the right turning but she has electrons and no concerns about disc brake pad thickness. A lifetime of obedience - I do as suggested.

The right route is familiar, well worn into the the neural pathways of my mind. I stop watching the scenery. I focus on the end. The road falls and rises and we exchange positions depending on the direction of the slope.

Truro is almost empty. Madame wants to buy aloe vera (for home made hand gel) in Superdrug and I hang around outside, holding my breath when people pass, hands dug deeply into my pockets, head pushed down as far into my shoulders as I can get it because this feels like I may avoid the clouds of active virus around me.

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I am tired when we get home.More tired than I expected. The news about the plague has not improved since we went out and I stop reading it. We don't have a TV. Well we do, but no aerial or satellite dish, so effectively no TV. This gives us in our isolated house stuck a mile outside town and surrounded by fresh planted barley fields, an air of unreality. Madame is reading from the internet and gives me snippets of bad news but I ignore her. Spring is proceeding. The birds still fill the afternoon air with vibrant songs, the magpies and crows watch me sadly, the pheasants scurry under hedgerows as we pass them.

I wonder what future children will learn about the Great Plague of 2020.

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Donger

Convoi Exceptionnel
Location
Quedgeley, Glos.
I had been averaging 38 miles per ride by the time the government's coronavirus lockdown instructions came out. Whilst I have been doing the Metric Century-a-Month Challenge for over 5 years now (63 months in fact), I have taken the decision to limit my rides to a couple of local loop routes that never take me far from home, and to limit ride durations to an hour or just over that. My last two rides have been of about 16 miles each. I do not see things changing much by the end of April, so my 63 month run will just have to come to an end. Today I spotted this excellent article, which struck a chord with my own thinking. Enjoy your exercise rides, everyone, but let us all cycle responsibly and in a way that doesn't get this privilege removed for all of us.

Stay safe everyone, and take a look at this:

https://road.cc/content/news/daily-exercise-rules-current-cycling-dos-and-donts-272287?fbclid=IwAR2q9laXyFbZFQsfXtq3qBdOErkaj1RGjndG2RWZLKscma3NEn0QE2iHXf0

Cheers, Donger.
 

EltonFrog

Yup, no, that didn’t work.
My goodness it’s windy today. Out early today on the MTB for a change up the Lynchway across the road from me along the fire tracks where the land owner has installed two gates to stop vehicles then along past the recycling centre and up the single track hill to The Ridgeway. This ancient byway is usually packed with hikers, cyclists, runners , dog walkers but today for the three miles I was on it I saw four people at least twenty feet away.

At Skuthhamer Knob I turned right towards East Hendred down a long hill, the headwind was so strong I had to pedal, just as well really, I usually cane it down there probably best to take it easy. Just before the village I headed right again along the bridle way back towards Harwell Campus then along the Icknield Way to home, over the A 34 which was deserted.
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Mike_P

Veteran
Location
Harrogate
[QUOTE="Donger, post: 5930686]
Stay safe everyone, and take a look at this:

https://road.cc/content/news/daily-exercise-rules-current-cycling-dos-and-donts-272287?fbclid=IwAR2q9laXyFbZFQsfXtq3qBdOErkaj1RGjndG2RWZLKscma3NEn0QE2iHXf0

Cheers, Donger.
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Indeed, instead of seeking a PR see how many WRs you can clock up, worse records^_^
 

13 rider

Guru
Location
leicester
After queueing to get in a supermarket this morning at 0800 who would have thought that it's time for a ride . Like @Donger I am continuing to ride but am reducing my mileage so an hourish it is .Out the door into the wind . Newtown Linford is the gateway to Bradgate park a local deer park and beauty spot which is normally busy on a weekend and last weekend was packed . This week it's a ghost town very very eerie even a police car parked up to dissuade people even more . I lived here all my life and have never seen it this quiet . Into the quiet lanes and the winds are right for an effort up Polly Botts lane . Full gas saw me having to have a rest at the top managed a Strava pr :becool:2 seconds over 4 minutes so sub 4 mins is now a target . Nice tailwind section around the back of Thornton to Markfield . Back to Newtown just as eerie . Home 13.95 miles @16.3 mph with 1065ft of upness
Stay safe everyone
 

LeetleGreyCells

Cycliste en formation
After queueing to get in a supermarket this morning at 0800 who would have thought that it's time for a ride . Like @Donger I am continuing to ride but am reducing my mileage so an hourish it is .Out the door into the wind . Newtown Linford is the gateway to Bradgate park a local deer park and beauty spot which is normally busy on a weekend and last weekend was packed . This week it's a ghost town very very eerie even a police car parked up to dissuade people even more . I lived here all my life and have never seen it this quiet . Into the quiet lanes and the winds are right for an effort up Polly Botts lane . Full gas saw me having to have a rest at the top managed a Strava pr :becool:2 seconds over 4 minutes so sub 4 mins is now a target . Nice tailwind section around the back of Thornton to Markfield . Back to Newtown just as eerie . Home 13.95 miles @16.3 mph with 1065ft of upness
Stay safe everyone
Have the deer come down off the hills? I thought they may have as it's cold today and there's no one about. Bradgate Park has always been a favourite since I was a kid.
 

13 rider

Guru
Location
leicester
Have the deer come down off the hills? I thought they may have as it's cold today and there's no one about. Bradgate Park has always been a favourite since I was a kid.
Can't confirm it as I didn't enter but normally at quiet times the deer frequent the area normally full of people . In the summer I have the pleasure of cycling through the Park at 0630 going to work and have to dodge the deer on the road
 
After queueing to get in a supermarket this morning at 0800 who would have thought that it's time for a ride . Like @Donger I am continuing to ride but am reducing my mileage so an hourish it is .Out the door into the wind . Newtown Linford is the gateway to Bradgate park a local deer park and beauty spot which is normally busy on a weekend and last weekend was packed . This week it's a ghost town very very eerie even a police car parked up to dissuade people even more . I lived here all my life and have never seen it this quiet . Into the quiet lanes and the winds are right for an effort up Polly Botts lane . Full gas saw me having to have a rest at the top managed a Strava pr :becool:2 seconds over 4 minutes so sub 4 mins is now a target . Nice tailwind section around the back of Thornton to Markfield . Back to Newtown just as eerie . Home 13.95 miles @16.3 mph with 1065ft of upness
Stay safe everyone
Just out of interest is Bradgate Park still open.
 
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