A jolly jaunt 

Set out on my bike for an easy spin, and it ended up slightly longer than I had planned. And with having nothing to eat before I went out, turned unpleasant for the last part.

Its one of my favourite routes, with some minor hills, but generally quite flat. From Ripley I headed out toward Brearton Lane, before going into Scotton with its fast sweeping bends.

Then comes that hill. Some call it minor, I call it a challenge. For me anyway. After that hill, time to recover on the long fast descent into Stavely. But watch that wind, it’s always in your face increasing the work your having todo. Hunker down and cut through it as best you can.

Through Stavely and onto Minskip Road. A long undulating road, but strangely fast. Next thing you know your crossing the A1 and into Boroughbridge, with its ever present aroma of cowshit.

Finally head out of Boroughbridge and into Roecliffe and its massive industrial area, but a lovely village. Following the road all the way to Bishop Monkton. A wonderful road to ride, but be careful as it is liable to extreme floods and it also gets very narrow toward Bishop Monkton. I looked down at my Garmin here, and noticed my power meter had died. I’ve had more issues with stages than anything else. So stopped, removed battery and reset the crank and it appears to be working again. Off I pedal through Monkton and toward Knaresborough. By this point I’m feeling really heavy legs, with hunger pangs rippling round my stomach. Knowing there’s another steep lump to climb I battle on wishing I had a banana in my pocket.

Through Knaresborough and the gauntlet of shitty drivers and zombie pedestrian idiots I make it onto the Beryl Burton Cycleway. No way in hell I can muster anything to get up the hill, so I get off and push the bike up. Finally close to home, there is only one long slope to climb before home.

Bilton Lane isn’t steep, it isn’t even difficult, my best time up it is 2:15,generally I do it in just over 3. But this time, with zero energy and a serious bonk going on, I plod up it at a very sedate 9mph against the ever present headwind.

Finally all downhill to home, bike back in the garage and food. And drink.

Jockey On

I’ve not had much luck with after market jockey wheels. I tried the BBB ceramics pictured, but they would have a tendency for riding over the chain on the lower jockey wheel requiring a back pedal to reset. 

This might however of been due to the derailleur hanger being out of line, I don’t know. The stock jockeys seem to have a range of float, so they arnt really affected by hangar alignment in a great way. 

But now, as my stock jockeys are considerably worn, it’s time to replace them. So I’m revisiting the alloy jockeys. 

Only time will tell if a straight derailleur hangar solved the chain mesh issue. 

A second is a lifetime.. 

I really thought that I might of got PB on this segment, but alas, I missed it by a second. One measly second. Oh well. I did however get a PB on the longer segment that this segment is part of, so that’s something at least.

wp-image--487355481However, I’m hoping the cyclist that came off on the A61, which is a nasty road to ride is ok. I stopped and asked if he was ok, said he was but looked a bit shaken.

That particular stretch of road is really bad, national speed limit and lots of twists and turns, and with it being a route to the motorway system sees a lot of heavy traffic.

The Ride

 

Loose cows

Today’s ride was an eventful one. As I’m heading down the cycle path, a rider goes by warning me to watch out for cows. 

Struck me as a lite strange as all the fields around there are arable, and there are no live stock farms for a good few miles. 

Round the corner, and bam. Straight into the buisness end of bovine hell. Shitting everywhere. They cleared down to a field containing wheat, trampling it to nothing as they went. On the way back, they seemed to be content to munch their way through the field. There is going to be one very pissed of farmer to deal with later I’d imagine. 

Mobile phones

Why do people still think it’s OK to use mobiles while driving? 

Everytime I walk to work, I see at least four drivers on mobile phones, just typing away. 

In my book, if you use a mobile while driving, you are an utter cockwomble. No its or buts, your a cockwomble.