The diverge managed an awesome south Oxfordshire loop. It was nicely muddy, with only just enough grip from the hybrid tyres. A slip-sliding backend of a ride.
Up early this morning, trying to beat the weather.
The plan was to head up the river Camel, heading to Wenfordbridge and the closed Snail's Pace cafe (open until the end of October in case you're wondering).
The sky looked promising as I passed the sailing club.
Wadebridge, where the sun was trying hard to break through.
The trail winds itself through woodland along the edge of the river.
Occasionally leaving clues about its history.
Before long (well, a while or two), Wenfordbridge arrives. The cafe looks like it'll be a lovely stop come March.
The way back was gloomy as the clouds settled and drained away all the autumnal colour.
Except the the occasional reminder of better times past.
On the way back a lovely coffee at Relish in Wadebridge - possibly the best coffee since Coffee Works Leadenhall.
And back home, just before the heavy rain hit (this is becoming a pattern).
Muddy bike and muddy gear = never a bad day to ride.
Oh, a tad over 55km in case you were curious.
We've been here before, but this time what came next was more successfull.
Bike is ready to board the ten thirty-ish to Penzance. And I'm ready too, with caffeine drink in a slightly leaky mug. Taunton arrived - almost as quickly as the snack cart. It was slower after Exeter, but the views are something special. And the reading was just as good. Too soon, Bodmin Parkway arrived. Luckily mine was the only bike, so I was able to wrangle it out of the rack with only 5 minutes of hassle (oh to be a fly-on-the-wall for the user research that never happened when this wasn't designed) The route from Parkway station into Bodmin is a wonderful ride through the woodland around Lanhydroc. There's lots of trails here to explore, and on reflection, this might have been a tad over ambitious on a single-speed. After the woods is a dog-leg to get across the A30 Bodmin Bypass and then down into Bodmin to pick up the Camel Trail. The trail was almost deserted, a big change from the summer when it's packed wheel-to-wheel. Unlike the summer there was plenty of places in the Wadebridge bike racks... but the coffee place I'd found last time was shut. I made it just before the rain, but managed to get soaked picking up some supplies. But at least I managed a selfie to prove to F that I'd made it ;-) Going back might take a little longer...First ride of April. With sun and snow! Strava reckons it was 27.9km with 272m of elevation gain. But then Strava also claims a top speed of 75.2kmh so YMMV (or in this case YKMMV).
Route: Braziers Common Loop
A glimpse of The Clumps from the bridleway in Dorchester. Taken on yesterday's ride just before I remembered the river was flooded.
Up early doors for an MRI with the lovely folks at the Nuffield and then a ride home, cross-country style. It would have been more cross-country, but I forgot that the river was flooded at Dorchester. F said that was no excuse and I should have made it into a triathlon. He's probably right.
It's been a while since I came this way and 9 months of repeating lock-downs and stay-at-home government messaging mean that my cycling legs and cross-country arms aren't what they were. Tired now.
London. The third trip since March. Probably the last until next year.
A beautiful Autumn morning for a ride through the city, from Paddington to Shoreditch House. But things were very quiet. Whether the backstreets around the British Museum.
Or the lack of the usual (pre-COVID) traffic queue from Chancery Lance to Holborn Viaduct. Or Shoreditch High Street at the A1202. All quiet.And yes, you can see where I used to work in that last picture. I nearly popped in to say 'Hello', but there was nobody there.
I've been missing my commuter coffee from Lesley at Cholsey station, but she's now at Wallingford Station1 each weekday. W00t! So this morning I extended my morning commute from a walk halfway down the garden to a ride to Wallingford and back. lovely.
Wait, what‽ Wallingford has a station‽ ↩
First round at the King Billy as the day was closing. Beautiful views across the valley.
Glow, stars and satellites in the darkness to guide the ride home. Lovely.Masks On! For a day trip to London by train.
The bike survived a few months stranded at Paddington and, with some air added, was good for a swift ride to Soho for lunch with the new team. Lovely.Evening bike ride went full-on cross country.
So it was getting a little past dusky by the time I made it home.A lunch time ride into town to drop a couple of things into the Post Office. Quiet.
A ride with Finn. Our exercise for the day...
> You should only leave the house for very limited purposes: > * shopping for basic necessities, for example food and medicine, which must be as infrequent as possible. > * one form of exercise a day, for example a run, walk, or cycle - alone or with members of your household. > * any medical need, including to donate blood, avoid or escape risk of injury or harm, or to provide care or to help a vulnerable person. > * travelling for work purposes, but only where you cannot work from home. > >These reasons are exceptions - even when doing these activities, you should be minimising time spent outside of the home and ensuring you are 2 metres apart from anyone outside of your household. > >These measures must be followed by everyone.
Guidance: Staying at home and away from others (social distancing), UK Government Cabinet Office, Published 23 March 2020
A towel is always useful after a wet ride to the station. Keeps the seat dry for future passengers. Thanks Douglas.
Wallingford Road is closed to motor vehicles. The shared foot and cycle path remains open. Someone isn't happy about the road being closed. They've put up some signs so that we know that they're not happy.
Unsafe. Disrespectful. Excessive. About sums up how it feels to ride a bike along this stretch of road, with motorists practicing their near-miss close-pass skills. Of course that's only when the road isn't closed.
F's choice, road route. Downhill speed fun (fueled by yummy grub at the King William). Table view was none too shabby...