Service every 2 to 3 months, bloody hell, mine is lucky to get wiped with an oily rag every couple of months and can go years between services. On the other hand I don't cycle as much as some on the forums these days.
Service every 2 to 3 months, bloody hell, mine is lucky to get wiped with an oily rag every couple of months and can go years between services. On the other hand I don't cycle as much as some on the forums these days.
In his lifetime he suffered from unreality, as do so many Englishmen.
Jorge Luis Borges
Breedon on the Hill is one of my favourite places to visit on a cycle ride (only about an hour from home). I trust you went to the church at the top of the hill, not just the village.
72 miles at age 14 is rather impressive. I built up my mileages very gradually during my teenage years, and wasn't doing much more than 20 miles at that age. But I was riding a heavy "roadster" with Sturmey-Archer 3-speed hub.
In his lifetime he suffered from unreality, as do so many Englishmen.
Jorge Luis Borges
67km with just over 1000m ascent playing dodge the shower around North Worcestershire. The yew tree in Belbroughton churchyard saved me from the worst one but got a good soaking on the way home.
I assume this was somewhere to the east of Tamworth? (possibly Polesworth/Atherstone area?)
I used to enjoy the odd cycle slightly east of there, from just north of Cov, out through Nuneaton then up the A444 all the way to Burton-on-Trent and back. Although had sometimes been known to lug the bike onto a train back to Nuneaton! Return trip didn't give much change out of 60 miles.
Also some great quiet lanes in the countryside around Market Bosworth/Twycross areas.
My son bought me Simon Warren’s Cycling Climbs of Yorkshire - meaning ‘ard cycling climbs, since when he has logged his accomplishments on Strava and, naturally, as his father I have to do the same.
Today was Hartwith Bank out of Summerbridge - maximum 18.9%, badly broken-up road surface, so dark under the trees you need lights to be seen by descending vehicles - near Pateley Bridge. Pateley Bridge delights by being situated in the deep River Nidd valley so every road out goes up and steeply.
So 44 miles, 3600 feet and a max pulse at 300% of resting.
Such a challenge having a cycling son. I think I’ll just have daughters next time round.
"...as dry as the Atacama desert".
Into the flatlands around the confluence of the Derwent and Trent rivers: the area where a certain John Wild grew up (just to prove that I have read Running Hard ). Around 37 miles, including seeing swimmers jumping into the Derwent from the Wilne footbridge, and meeting some interesting people in the churchyard at Church Wilne.
In his lifetime he suffered from unreality, as do so many Englishmen.
Jorge Luis Borges