Your ride today....


Second day of the two days leave and still fine – incredible!
South east on the Defy to Wetherby largely using the route of NCN67 other than Haggs Road rather than the section through Follifoot. On the former railway recorded a procession of PRs which continued on NCN665 beyond Wetherby.
Across the road to Thorp Arch and new territory – this section of the NCN is fully surfaced although tree roots in places are trying to break the surface. I suddenly heard a hissing sound. Stopped and had a snack whilst the sealant in the inner tube did its trick; I had put those inner tubes on whilst the Defy stood in on commutes earlier in the year, when commuting existed. Now presumably have one inner tube at least welded to the tyre.
The former railway bridge across the Wharfe is used but with new deck set in from the full width of the bridge. Signs on the approach of “No horses on the bridge” did make me wonder how strong the whole thing is.
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Briefly on the A659 and then a lengthy single track Roman road, Rudgate, which immediately climbed up to, and back down, from a bridge over the old railway. A right turn at the end onto the ...A659! The A road having gone east to Tadcaster then gets its number reused for the west connection from Taddy to the A64.
A reverse of last weeks ride through Stutton followed and thereafter south on the A162 to Towton where I turned south west on the B1217 pausing at Lord Dacres’s Cross, a Scheduled Monument commemorating the 1461 Battle of Towton.

South thereafter to Saxton as the start of ride with destinations the second letter alphabetically. A village with a number of roads to it but neither that I entered or departed on had a village nameboard so the school has to be a substitute.
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No such problems with Aberford to the west.
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Continued west through Barwick in Elmet with its maypole
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to reach Scholes.

Onto the A64 and off it, across the A58, through Shadwell, into north Leeds suburbia including the crossing of the A61, and all of a sudden on a narrow country lane, Stair Foot Lane which descended with increasing steepness and the thought of does it go back up occurred. It did but with a more typical gradient profile bouncing all over the place. Subsequently had a falling out with the Wahoo whose interpretation of Adel was not mine. Okay it had found the surgery and primary school but I was looking for the remains of the older part, although now a Leeds suburb Adel is a village that has been swallowed up and has a lengthy history. Eventually found the Norman Church, built c 1150-1170, but typically pretty hidden photo wise by trees so opted for the war memorial just to the south in front of the Sports & Social Club .

North down, quite literally, Eccup Lane to join the A659 yet again and then via the A61 briefly in a PR to Kirby Overblow. The climbs into and out of the village were pretty hot and I paused on a bench by the graveyard before continuing north, briefly along the A658 and then across the A61 to Pannal then Burn Bridge , and a repeat of the end of the Jack Hill ride ten days ago. 56.91 miles @ 12.7 mph avg, 3488ft climbed
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The very first post in this entire thread made a cryptic reference to one of my younger brothers sudden death in 2008 a few days before.
Tonight, 12 years later my wife and myself are out for a ride to enjoy a glorious day, sat at Ferry Meadows enjoying the sun and lakes...and got a phone call to tell us my elder brother had passed after a long illness.
So the ride continued to mums to let her know. It wasnt unexpected, we knew it was imminent. We weren't close, he older than the rest of us, never really connected, he always did his thing.
God bless you anyway bruv.


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The garden chair rides again. It has been so muggy the last few days that I have not been motivated to go out on the bike. Today I thought I ought to go. No sooner had I got the Linear on to the road outside the house than three teenagers passed by on the pavement. There was a younger one on a bike, and a girl and a lanky lad. The lanky one said, "Hey! That's a sick bike!" A vision of diced carrots and an acrid taste passed through my mind before he said, "I do so like that bike!" The other two said nothing, so I replied, "Well, it's a bit different." They carried on walking, and I adjusted my mirror and launched. (That's not another word for throwing up. Or maybe it is, in some circles - "I'm terribly sorry. I've just launched my lunch").

I pedalled gently round the block, then joined the main road. I came to my local uphill traffic lights preparing for the uphill launch but pedalling s-l-o-w-l-y to the line the lights changed just as I got there, and I rolled through smoothly. Not too much traffic about, and I came to the roundabout on the A54, stopped at the lights then carried on.

After a mile or so I turned right into an estate then after a short downhill turned left onto a steep track which leads down to a sports centre and playing fields. Here the entrance is through an A -frame barrier which I have cycled through many times on my upright bike but so far have had to push through on this recumbent. Now that the mirror has reached its final position (I hope), I should be able to ride through. The access is downhill, so should be easy. I waited for a dog walker and a mountain biker to come through. Surprisingly the mountain biker got off to push his bike through the barrier then pushed his bike up the hill. It is very steep but I can get up it on my tourer. I noticed that he was drenched with sweat, and now that I had stopped moving I felt the heat too. I said "It's a bit hot for this", and he replied "It seemed like a good idea when I started out, not so sure now!"


A slight hitch when your bike is 88" long is that there is not a straight run at the barrier.


Still, going downhill, not too much of a problem. It is a lot steeper than it looks.


Roll slowly through, keep the front end towards the left to avoid bashing the mirror and once inside the barrier stick your elbows out to keep upright, and pedal through!


Unfortunately I don't have the knack of being able to take pictures while actually riding! Once I got rolling again down the path through the sports fields it was pleasantly cool. After reaching the road I turned left on to Grange Lane which connects this part of Winsford with Whitegate.
On a muggy day like today it has the advantage of being mainly downhill. Grange Lane has vehicle barriers at both ends. There is access for walkers, cyclists and horses, otherwise it is used for farm traffic. The surface is uneven but rideable depending on the weather. Currently it is dry and dusty, but with a bit of rain becomes very muddy with many puddles.



Towards the Whitegate end what appears to be the main lane is actually a farm road. The lane itself continues to the left and looks more like a footpath.


It is very overgrown at the moment.

It continues into a wood. Here a tiny brown frog hopped across the path in front of me but by the time I got my camera on to it it had disappeared into a pile of leaves. After the wood the path opens up into a road again, giving access to some houses in Whitegate village.


After regaining the road I turned right on to Mill Lane, up a short sharp hill , then level and a gradual downhill, pushing easily in a high gear to let momentum carry me through a dip before dropping down a steep winding descent. Unfortunately there had been an increase in traffic in both directions so I wasn't able to straighten out the bends to maximise speed downhill. It was still a pleasant contrast to the last nadgery slow speed section. Also I had a chance to try out the brakes. The rear caliper which came on the bike wasn't too inspiring but having replaced it with an old school BMX Dia Compe Big Dog double pivot caliper and Clarks MTB pads there is a noticeable improvement. Due to the weight distribution of this type of recumbent, the rear brake is the main brake, so this is a significant upgrade.
Next a level stretch, then right across a narrow bridge past Meadowbank and the rock salt mine, then Mill Lane becomes Bradford road.
I had intended to get onto the old railway line here where the branch to the salt mine met the road, but there was a lot of traffic coming from the opposite direction which made it difficult to turn right at the point where the pavement is lowered for the access point. Unlike an MTB, you can't just bunny hop up the kerb on one of these! The old railway has a branch which continues alongside Bradford Road and I got on it further along at the next access point. This meant doubling back for a short time but what the hey, it's a leisure ride.

Rolling along, no pressure, a good surface, shaded by the trees, I was feeling pretty chilled in my garden chair on wheels, just enjoying the breeze and lazily twirling the pedals.
I had it on good, if youthful, authority that I was riding a sick bike, innit.

I carried on to the junction with the main part of the old railway path and followed it in the direction of Whitegate. It was very pleasant. I could have gone faster, but then I would have got hotter. There were many flies about, but although they were a nuisance they didn't seem interested in biting me. I think that even at 8mph I can ride faster than a fly can fly, in still air.


Eventually turned off left at the site of the former bridge at Grange Lane, back towards the sports complex and playing fields. On Grange Lane I spotted in the distance 3 teenagers, one younger one on a bike, a girl and a lanky lad. "it's that man again" one of them said, and the lanky one said, "give us a ride!" as I went past. I just smiled and carried on. I cycled along the path between the playing fields and passed three young boys and one of them said, "look at that sick bike!" That's twice today I've heard "sick" used in that context, never heard it before unless on TV etc.

Getting psyched up for the A-frame now, dropping down the gears, starting the climb, bottom gear on the derailleur, then bottom gear on the hub gear, something not right, not fully engaged so had to lose momentum to back pedal briefly. Gear selected, but going too slowly now and wobbled to a halt. Got lined up, but couldn't speed up enough on the slope to hold a line, zig zagged then stalled 2 feet from the barrier. Not only stalled, but fell over in a patch of nettles. That's a first for me, not fallen off this bike before. Then a group of schoolkids came down the hill (it was that time of day). One of them asked if I was OK, having heard my expressions of displeasure on making acquaintance with the nettles. Well, it could have been worse. At least I didn't land on my face. No photos of this event. More interested in being somewhere else, quickly.

The bike was OK. I got through the barrier and pushed it up the hill in record time, powered by embarrassment. After reaching a flatter section round a corner I sat on the bike, pondering its (or my) limitations. Apart from the prickliness from the nettles I actually felt OK. How could I have done better today? Perhaps turned round after stopping the first time and got a proper run up to maintain speed? Perhaps this manouevre is beyond the bike's design limitations. Or, just a matter of practice. The bike's good points outweigh any shortcomings even if I ultimately do have to get off and push in similar circumstances in future.

The rest of the ride home was uneventful, and despite the highs and lows it had been a varied and interesting experience.

Mileage a massive 12.5 miles, Max speed 27.2mph, Average 8.9mph due to trying not to break into a sweat.
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Numpty on a electric scooter felt it was it was in his best interests to get all threatening and aggressive with me. Lectured me about his safety after going around him when the vehicle in front didnt complete its turn and he was stuck behind it (I gave him plenty of space to pull out and continue his journey)

Tried to ignore him but he just kept raging on. So i told him to calm down and this made him even more enraged so i Ignored him and he eventually went away.

The same guy also jumped 3 red lights right after his outburst.

So much for lecturing me about his safety. :wacko::wacko:


As long as I breathe, I attack.
Today's was another informal Cc ride to destination Nice Pie . Planned route was 30 miles as I wanted to complete a metric century I was out the door early for some extra miles . Did my normal route out to St Bernards Abbey but coming down Swanimote rd I went left at the crossroads on to Warren lane which I had never riden before and it was lovely a nice quite gem . Rejoined my normal route at Belton heading back down Charley rd was my first feel of the wind stronger than I thought . Got to the meeting point at Quorn just on time I could see @Supersuperleeds talking to @tallliman who wasn't in cycling gear . A quick chat and he confirmed he wasn't feeling great so wouldn't be joining us but had come to see us off . We were soon joined by @Noodle Legs so after a quick catch up the 3 of us set off . Off through Barrow ,Prestwold ,Wymeswold chatting away and we worked out the last time the 3 of us rode together was coming back from the UCI world champs in Harrogate a year ago . Up the climb of Narrow lane and onto Nice pie . Coffee and sausage or bacon sandwichs were consumed as we're leaving bumped into a mate just heading into the cafe so another quick catch up and were on are way to face the headwind home . Up the Wreake valley where we did a couple of deadend roads so @Noodle Legs could grab a couple of velo viewer squares as he's a bit behind the rest of us . Into Rothley at the crossroads we all headed different ways . All 3 of us completed a metric century 75 miles for @Supersuperleeds ,68 for me and 65 for @noodlelegs and great ride in great company . We will try again next month to get the four of us together
what is nice pie like ? and opening times / facilities please
I am half thinking there for this week given wind direction ,


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I continue to be blown away by the fantastic weather and despite feeling a bit ropey this morning lusted to be somewhere elevated so decided to ride to Brill, which happens to be perched atop a decent-sized hill. By the time I'd got myself together I was really feeling pretty grotty (bloody allergies again and a seemingly muscular headache; perhaps due to yesterday's time on the rotter) but I forced myself out, dosed up on Ceterizine and Codeine and telling myself I'd take it steady.

The bumps were bad enough for the head on the CdF so I'm glad I didn't opt for the road bike.. by 50 minutes in the painkillers had started to work and took the edge off the headache. I mosied out east through some lovely countryside in the glorious weather and this time took a proper camera again so got a few better pics. Crossing the M40; sadly not as desolate as it was a few months ago:


I stopped just outside Brill to harvest some blackberries; scoffing as I went and loading up my makeshift mask with a good haul for lunch before making my way up the hill to the town. After taking a few pics (and getting a belt off the poorly-signed electric fence :angry:) I settled down (amongst the rubbish :rolleyes:) to eat my blackberries by the windmill. Oddly this first shot looks a bit like a dewy early morning, but I can assure you it wasn't!




After a few minutes I made my way back on a different route, aided by the tailwind that had cemented my choice of this route today as all the hard work would be done on the way out. Traffic was bloody horrible coming back through town; backed up all the way through Headington, town and the Botley road; however danger of idiots emerging from behind static vehicles accepted I took great delight and leaving it all for dust at my terrifying 14-15mph pace :becool:

Nowt spectacular and not as enjoyable as it should have been given the weather, but still nice to get out. Final numbers were about 32.5 miles and 1150ft at 13.5mph and 116bpm, for around 1200 Kcal burned :smile:
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Rickshaw Phil

Overconfidentii Vulgaris
Playing catch-up again. Yesterday's ride:

There aren't going to be a lot of chances to get out this week so I made the most of an opportunity yesterday morning. I took the Galaxy out again having done a bit of tinkering with it and did one of my longer regular routes taking in Longnor, Acton Burnell, Cressage, Walcot, Upton Magna and back via Condover.

I had a nice cool, calm and sunny morning to set out into. The school rush was still going on which meant the roads were a bit busy and the driving not always as polite as I'd like. It got better once past Condover on the way out and the lanes were pretty quiet as usual. I did have it in mind to press on but then thought about all the wasps buzzing round the hedgerows so took it a little more cautiously.

There were quite a few cyclists out and about - mostly more serious looking ones but the odd utility rider was out as well which is good to see. By the time I reached Acton Burnell the morning rush, such as it was, had settled down and I mostly had the roads to myself. A fuel tanker driver allowed me through on a narrow bit on Shore Lane then I found the A458 through Cressage pretty much empty. The traffic lights are still there though and held me up for a while even though there was nothing coming the other way.

The climb through Eaton Constantine to Uppington went quite easily and I enjoyed the descent along Bluebell Lane (a name that makes this bit of road sound more picturesque than it is). A pause for photos and drink was taken at Walcot and I greeted another rider, then it was on again to Withington (took the direct way for a change) and Upton Magna where the cafe just had a couple of cyclists sat outside this time.

The rider I'd seen at Walcot came past again while I was at Atcham. I considered catching up and having a chat but he headed a different way to me. At Cross Houses the A458 was still pretty quiet as was the A49 when I got to it. Happy with that.

34.3 miles at 15.3 mph average. The fettling mentioned was carefully filing off some burrs that had formed on a handful of the teeth on the big chainring. The chain shifted cleanly every time this trip so I'm hoping that has sorted out the problem.


A bit of mist hanging round the Stretton hills as seen from Ryton.


View to Haughmond Hill from near Uppington.



A couple of snaps from Walcot.


The warm day is doing its best to convince everyone it's still summer, but a flock of Canada geese on the river and the slowly changing colour of the leaves says otherwise.


Cronkhill doesn't appear to have heard the season is changing though.

Grant Fondo

Oswalds legs look strangely human?


Out again to make the most of the stunning warm and sunny weather, in North West Wales. Less distance but more hills today, with a section of new territory as well.

I set out through the site and up and over the railway line, before a couple of lanes through Dyffryn Ardudwy, where I inadvertently came round a bend into someone’s photo shot! An apology from me, but a friendly laugh and “no worries I got a good shot of you” from the lady. There were loads of wasps around the hedgerows along be continued.

I then began the steep climbing, straight out of Dyffryn and up into the hills, with fabulous views over the coast. There was an inversion, as well, with the mist, which I tried to take a picture of, but too far away to really show it

The undulating section, in the direction of Llanbedr was pleasant, other than having to negotiate cows, but they were far more interested in basking in the sun, than bothering me. The Microwave was still in the wall though, 4 years since I last went that way and saw it.

I continued down the gated roads and caught another rider up, just before the steep descent at Coed Aberartro. He beckoned me through and said I’d better let you go ahead. Not sure whether he thought I was fast, but I assured him I wasn’t! Appearances must deceive...He didn’t catch me up though, down the very steep descent to Llanbedr.

I turned onto the Cwm Bychan road, more climbing up to the Harlech junction and today I’d decided to punish myself by taking that road up to the crossroads just above the town, by the Gaelan Waterworks. I then joined the new territory and more steep climbing on the Talsarnau road, along Frontlief Hill. It is properly remote and wild up there, but absolutely stunning scenery.




I then turned off and onto the mountain pass, which climbs a bit, but then descends down double gradient arrow hairpin bends, back down to the Afon Artro River. Great fun, a few more placid cows encountered and an inordinate amount of gates, which are a bit of a pain when descending.

I then continued up to Cwm Bychan, which never fails to amaze me. Simply stunning, very remote and peaceful. I had half an hour eating my lunch and just enjoying looking at the Cwm, with my own thoughts.



The descent back down to Llanbedr was exhilarating and I then had the dubious joy of climbing back up the gradient arrow climb at Coed Aberartro, all the way back up along the gated roads and then to the foothills of Moelfre, before the fast descent back to Dyffryn Ardudwy.

I took the same lanes back to the site and had the wasps to contend with again, one of which landed on my lip and luckily I managed to blow it off my mouth before it stung me! Too close for comfort that.

20.83 miles with 2020ft of climbing and a snail paced 8.4mph avg speed.

Shattered now and a relaxing day on the beach planned, to let the legs recover, tomorrow.
Finally got myself together to sort out the pictures of Sundays ride.

For once I managed an early start:


Freiburg was nearly empty. This is partly because most of Germany shuts down on a Sunday. Main road into the city towards the Minster:


After some photos in the centre. I like trams, which is why I'm making you look at tram pictures.

Also because the driver posed the tram and waited for me to get the shot.


Mandatory pic before going through the Martinstor.

After a short detour to visit the ecological neighbourhood of Vauban, I followed the road out and twenty minutes later I was here:


Twenty minutes isn't very far at my speeds, especially uphill. Freiburg centre just visible in a gap in the hills.

After rolling down the other side, I followed a valley into the Black Forest to the village of Münstertal, and back via Staufen...


...which has a castle, and a very attractive old town which I will revisit when there's less tourists.

The locals in Staufen have a great deal of aesthetic taste and great discernment. I base this on the fact one gentleman admired my bike and asked a number of in depth questions about its design.

Then suddenly, I was out in the plains:


Blue hills in the far distance are France. Also in the far distance was the extinct volcano called the Kaiserstuhl. This was rather worrying because I was planning to ride around that.

But after slogging along for another hour or so, I managed to reach Breisach, on the bottom corner of the hills, then followed the Rhine north...


Incidentally am I the only person unnerved by the height of that levee?

Finally, the last turning point of Sasbach, which is rapidly becoming one of my favourite villages ever:


I will return to this with my camera and more energy. At this point I was exhausted and still had a fair bit to go, which is why the photos stop here: I could barely hold the bike up by the time I got back.

Still, finally managed a second metric century for this year, I'm not going to get the 13 for the Lunarcy challenge, but hey, it's a step...

twentysix by twentyfive

Clinging on tightly
Over the Hill
the traffic lights for the Mythe bridge,
Those are set to prioritise traffic coming off the A38. Sometimes the delay between the rider going thro' green towards the A38 and the far end going green isn't long enough and motorised folks attempt to drive onto the bridge before it's been cleared by the rider. Why the highways folks didn't make proper cycle lanes either side when the bridge was made single lane defeats my simple brain (I remember it being two way). Those are footpaths so you could walk but why should we cyclists? I assume the single lane was implemented as the bridge has a weight bearing issue.


Those are set to prioritise traffic coming off the A38. Sometimes the delay between the rider going thro' green towards the A38 and the far end going green isn't long enough and motorised folks attempt to drive onto the bridge before it's been cleared by the rider. Why the highways folks didn't make proper cycle lanes either side when the bridge was made single lane defeats my simple brain (I remember it being two way). Those are footpaths so you could walk but why should we cyclists? I assume the single lane was implemented as the bridge has a weight bearing issue.
I've only ever been over the bridge going towards the A38, and I always stop for a rest there so I walk rather than ride over it, but I've noted the light timing issue a couple of times in there. I've never seen it this busy though, I wonder if the accident that closed the M5 that morning might have had anything to do with it, but it would have been a strange route to take.


Long one today, for me, that is.
Liddaton to Okehampton Station, with the second half of Monday's loop to try and get it 30 miles - unsuccessfully!
A long grind through Coryton and beyond, then a sharp descent to, naturally, Lowertown. Then 2.5 miles of nearly continuous climb up to Lydford Forest, then undulate into Lydford. Left at the War memorial and along to NCN27 Granite Way.
Very quiet, and an uneventful ride until I bumped onto Meldon Viaduct. It was one of those "that didn't seem quite right" moments, and soon after crossing, I realised I was losing rear pressure. Walked on 50yards and sat in the sun with my back to Meldon Substation No 1.
Got everything off and found a small hole right on the centre-line. It didn't seem to match up with anything, and nothing whatever inside the tyre.
However, this was new...

New tube fitted and off I went. Began to get busy at this point, and all the way back was much busier with runners, wakers of dogs, and cyclists, mostly of the E variety. Having done the easy back and forth of the Granite Way, I now had the odd climb bracketed by crazy long downhill stretches at 30mph! The 10mph average was good considering there's a 300m walking bit unless you're on bigger tyres and more spokes than I...
The stats:

Interesting that L2B isn't a great deal more elevation gain than this, and is generally flatter, bar the Beacon, of course.
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