I went out the other day for a ride. Only the second ride for a good few months, and still had the dry lube on. I’d applied squirt lube, and this ride was very wet. I mean it wasn’t just a bit wet, it was properly chucking it down. I’d not had reason to think of the lube during the ride.
Gear shifts where remaining crisp and even, chain noise wasn’t an issue. I’d heard that Squirt was a good lube even in the damp, and this certainly was a wet ride.
Getting home, I dried off the bike, and did the ritual of spraying the derailers with GT-85, and running the chain through a rag to dry it off, the lube had gone a little runny with the rain, but it was still there doing its job.
Squirt really is a great lube and well worth the cost. It is however time to change back to the wet lube now the winter is here…
Night rides give a whole new lease to the normal routes. Familiar roads and lanes have different and often creepy appearance.
But lightened by my trusty Volt 800, the roads lit up, the noises of various animals scurrying around the path edges the only sound.
Busting the light upto 800, more than enough of the path was illuminated for me to feel comfortable riding at 20mph, at least until I came across a deer, which was as surprised to see me as I was it. For a couple of seconds, it just looked at me, not quite sure what todo, before exploding over the fence into the night.
My See.Sense rear icon+ Light however died. Plugged it in to charge, and the charge light came on as normal. When I went back sometime later, the charge light was off, signalling the end of the charge cycle. However, the light would not turn on. Neither could I get it to connect to the companion app on my phone. Eventually the low battery light flashed and it connected to the app, which report zero battery. Plugged it back in, nothing. No charge light, no charge going in. Its dead jim. Contacted see.sense, who have asked for the light back to see what’s happened, so hopefully the reportedly excellent customer service see.sense are known for will sort it out.
Enjoy a good night ride, it certainly can bring back old routes to life.
I like to think I’m a considurate cyclist. I slow down on shared use paths, I say hello and thank you.
But one thing that boils my piss is joggers wearing earphones in the middle of the sodding path.
If your going to wear earphones, stay to the side, or listen at a volume that still lets your hear when someone is shouting excuse me behind you.
On today’s ride, I shouted several times, with no response. It wasn’t until I Litterally shouted “on your right” and the jogger finally got the message. Albeit with a hell of a fright.
I don’t want to be rude, I don’t like being rude. But please considure others when your jogging along in your own little world.
I don’t think I’ve found a much flatter route yet.
The trip to York, has a few bumps but nothing to really get the zones up.
Today I just went with the bike. Initially heading out to knaresborough, I decided todo one of my routes, but in reverse.
After buzzing through the crowds at knaresborough waterfront, people paying zero attention and just wandering all over the road, I turned left and headed out toward Farnham.
The relatively small hills disappeared beneath my wheels. Hills are starting not to bother me as much as they did, but I still struggle on certain grades.
Through the fast sweeping bends at Farnham, and onto the long road to Scotton. Everything looks different, I’ve never ridden the road in this direction, refreshing, it was like a whole new road to me. The outside of my feet were killing me, a sharp constant pain. It was so bad, I had to stop. I slacked off my shoes a touch, and that seemed to help.
The road turned into the busy B road, but I’m only on it for a short time, legs shouting up the hill until gravity takes over, soon turned off toward Breton. A real little roller coaster of rolling road, before the hell that is Ripon road.
When I took this picture, I’d no idea I had a freeloader on my right shoulder..
Today’s ride was a short easy one, well apart from the wind.
It was a constant wind, according to the met office 25mph. And man could I feel it.
As always on the short route to Ripley and back, it’s a tail wind down Bilton Lane, headwind along the cycle path and a nasty sidewind/tailwind on the busy main road to Ripley. Coming back, and the wind was blasting me from the side and front, but back on the cycle path, it was a tailwind. It’s that moment, where you can’t feel the wind, it appears calm, apart from the leaves moving. It isn’t until you stop you feel the wind again.
Heading back off to Bilton Lane, dreading the headwind that I was bound to encounter going back up, I crossed the viaduct, and on. A couple where walking their scratty little dog off lead, and something told me that it was going g to wander. And surely enough it sauntered right in front. I stopped just short of its nose. And it just stood there, giving me a distainful look. With a muttered “sorry” the owners wandered off.
And back onto Bilton Lane. And there was my enemy, that wind. Bilton Lane acts like a giant wind funnel, and I’m battling through it. Half way up, and I’m averaging 300w just to try and maintain 10mph, even with me as compacted as possible to present a smaller area for the wind, But eventually, the end was insight. With my heart feeling like it was about to burst I finally turned off into the shelter of St John’s church.
But then, another wind tunnel on St John’s road, before the mother of all headwinds on Skipton road. But home I was..