Tyres.. Or tires… 

 

I, like most cyclists have a favourite tyre, a tyre which I can rely on. I’ve recently had to dump my front schwalbe one, as I found a sidewall split that left me doubting the safety of that tyre. But the only spare 25mm tyres I had where Rubino..

However, this isn’t a bad thing. While they are not as fast as the schwalbe one, they are a lot more durable, and more of an all round tyre.

Front tyre condition after 3000km

Durability is an important consideration for me. While I don’t rack up anywhere close to the same amount of miles that some people do, I like to have a thought of set and forget, just letting the tyre get on with what it has to do.

While it may not have the same low rolling resistance as the GP4000s tyres, the Rubino Pro 3 tyres are a good deal cheaper, they can often be found for around half the price of the new GP4000s II. This cost factor may not be such a consideration for some, but it’s always nice to

I know some would be immediately turned off by the fact that the Rubino tyres test slowly, but as a training tyre it is acceptably fast, especially considering the high levels of feedback given by the tyre. It’s not anything groundbreaking, and there’s substantially less grip than a pure race tyre (I’ve worked that out the hard way…). However, the Rubino Pro 3 does offer a huge increase in puncture resistance and durability, and demonstrates that durable tyres don’t necessarily have to be ‘dead’. As a training tyre, which might get raced on (as a spare wheel on race day) it offers acceptable speed, and dependable puncture resistance.

Flexing the casing with my hands reveals a decently supple casing. Again, it’s not very soft compared to high TPI open tubular tyres but it does offer a similar degree of flex compared to Michelin Pro 3 race tyres. This correlates well to how they feel on the road, around the same ballpark as the Michelin Pro 3 tyres.

If I had to use only one word to describe this tyre, that word would be ‘compromise’. It represents the middle ground, a reliable training tyre, which you can set and forget on your training wheels. If you don’t have the luxury of having multiple wheels, or the time to swap to a nicer set of tyres before race day, I’d be more inclined to recommend the GP4000s. If you’re not racing, or have a dedicated set of race wheels, the Rubino Pro 3 can do everything you ask of it in-between races. Whether that’s a long solo training ride, or a fast group ride the Rubino Pro 3 offers an excellent blend of durability and liveliness.

In my humble opinion, I see the Rubino tyres as a great training tyre. However, it isn’t for everyone. It’s durable and offers good feedback, but by no means is it fast compared to out and out race tyres. If you’re able to accept the durability of the faster race tyres then these tyres don’t make a particularly strong case. It’s only when you find the durability of these race tyres lacking do the Rubino pro tyres make a strong case. What they don’t have in pure speed, they make up for in durability. As a high mileage training tyre, this has got to be one of my favourites.

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.

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.