Looks like the biblical rain we’ve recently had has gone someway to refilling the reservoirs..
I’m surprised they’ve refilled this quick. Unfortunately, I could not see Grimwith, as I was up there, everything was choking on a layer of fog that was so thick, visibility was easily down to less than 10 meters.
You can see in these photos, the bottom image was taken at Thruscross, the top at Grimwith.
The Thruscross image, you can see the immense fog bank on the horizon.
It was like driving into a alien world, like an invisible border had been crossed. I’ll spare you the rants about drivers not having lights on.
But anyway, a few good shots had of Thruscross dam, some piloting experiences amoung the trees.
I do however want to get shots when this dam, and others are overflowing. Might need to wait a few more months for that though..
You know it’s bloody cold when you notice icicles hanging on your walk home from work.
The wind was lethal. It was cutting right through. I only hope we have seen the last of the cold eastern weather, as it’s stopping a lot of riding..
I’ve found a great website, so now when people doubt that extreme headwind, you can prove it..
Go on, connect up your Strava account, and have a look round.
Since the first time I went over on ice, I’ve always been a little hesitant to ride while icy is forecast. I’ve fallen a few times since this video, but it always sticks in my mind. Slow and careful is the order of the day when dealing with ice, especially like this
But it’s the ice you can’t see that’s truly terrifying, the first thing you feel is the rear wheel, or front wheel going sideways, at that point you know rescuing it is nigh on impossible, and you fall in an unsightly heap.
This past week, ice has been a major issue, along with slippery snow and slush meant that my weekly target had fallen well short. But I’d rather that, than have to deal with more falls.
So, with the weather as it is, scuppering any riding, I decided todo a full strip and rebuild.
So each part taken off, checked and cleaned.
- Remove seat post, clean and regrease post, collar and seat tube
- Remove and clean saddle, and saddle clamp. Regrease if required.
- Reinstall seat post and mount in work stand.
- Remove front wheel.
- Cut all break and gear cables
- Remove handlebar tape
- Remove all old cables and housing
- Remove and clean bottom cable guide.
- Mark handle bar position.
- Remove handlebars, check shifter alignment and torque
- Check derailleur alignment
- Remove rear wheel
- Remove all banjo nuts and clean threads regrease.
- Break and remove chain
- Remove rear derailleur and clean and check. Dismantle cage and clean jockeys.
- Remove pedals, clean and regrease. Grease speedplay.
- Remove cranks and chain rings. Remove chain rings, clean and regrease bolts.
- Check and clean front derailleur
- Check bottom bracket, remove clean and replace/regrease
- Remove headset.
- Check headset bearings and cups for wear.
- Clean steerer and crown race
- Check wheel bearings for play or bearing wear.
- Remove rear cassette, check for wear
- Check freehub for play, remove, regrease.
- Grease quick release skewers.
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..
On leaving work the other night, the sky was a wonderful shade of red and there was a beautiful rainbow spanning the sky.
Its been quite awhile since I’d enjoyed the walk home. With all the shit happening, it was the world’s way of saying everything will work out.