Dunno donger3/15/2023 ![]() Around here they are often replaced by other bits of rising landscape, and after crossing the A 58 the next up was Shadwell Main Street. All good things finish though, and so do hills. Carr Lane this morning was something to be remembered though, it is steep in this direction. Mexborough Arms? In all my long life I have only been in once, the place left an indelible blank on my mind. At the end turn left and enjoy the descent of Sandhills, it is almost as much fun as the ascent. Once the top is reached pedalling becomes more of a pleasure, turn right onto Red Hall Lane and Skeltons Lane is visible down that very long straight. And then Boot Hill increased the tiredness factor by a big lump. It is still a fair bit of climbing though. Crown Point Bridge is useful to cross the river with dry feet, ride along the side of the bus station and turn right to enjoy the tailwind up to the Oakwood Clock. Ah well, maybe I should pay more attention. But Holbeck was quiet, almost silent until the wings were ridden under on the way to Great Wilson Street and some traffic appeared, seemingly from nowhere. The almost inevitable wander around somnolent Holbeck, oops, that sounds as if it was early. Gears again today, Boot Hill was on the intended route along with some other stretches of climbing road so fixed may have been a bit hopeful. So the decision was a short ride, around twenty miles or so and that is just about what happened. And I knew I had a lunch appointment to keep, you can almost see the excuses stacking up. It was not really cold of course, maybe I was just feeling lazy. A little before I reached the A38 I could see the sun comming out behind of Bredon Hill. Past the M5 services, through Upper Strensham, over the M50, and then down towards Twyning, heading in the direction of the A38. In Baughton I took the right towards Strensham, and through the lanes the wind wasn't as annoying. I had a bit of headwind here, and it took a bit more pedaling than it should have. By this time there wad almost full daylight, which was just as well, as I realised that the rear light was off, as I had forgotten to charge it.Īfter Kinnersley went through Earls Croome, and then a left for Baughton. Out up Hatfield Bank, through Stonehall Common, down Pirton and up Kinnersley fairly quickly. What was unexpected was the wind, blustery and annoying in places. There was forecast for fog, but there wasn't much, and there was already a hint of daylight. Still dark, and about 3C, so wearing full autumn gear. Weather was a bit wet and windy last Sunday, and I chickened out of a ride, so was itching for an outing this weekend. Takes me back to my days of preparing the perfect battle-ready conker. something about olive oil and leather conditioner and heating it up, etc, etc. Apparently there is some sort of wizardry required to soften up the leather before I use it for the first time. When I got home, I tore into my prezzies and have been sat admiring my new Brooks saddle and saddle bag combo. Got to chat to just about everybody at one time or another along the way, and ended up with another 41.3 miles to add to my year's total. and it was a bit of a slog back up the A38 to Frampton. Strangely, the headwind we'd ridden into to get to Berkeley had changed to a headwind all the way home. Disappointingly, the yurt at Berkeley Castle was closed, and will be until 1 April 2019, so we had to do an about turn and head for the Berkeley Tea Rooms instead. We did a pretty flat ride in the Berkeley Vale, out via Stonehouse, Eastington, Cambridge, Gossington and Purton before stopping at Berkeley for cakes. Great company (11 of us in all) and glorious sunny, cloudless weather. Started the day by heading off out on my 29th club ride of the year. A glorious day to have a birthday, today.
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