It was shaping up into an interesting stage, but alas i was busy with work so switched the tv off as they were heading out the other side of Penrith. Caught a glimpse of the peleton going through the village (but sadly they missed the lead group going through as the adverts were on!)
I don't think I have ever seen a reference to this site on here so
www.disraeligears.co.uk
...is mind blowing.
(It is nothing to do with the over-rated, pop music combo I believe was known as Cream)
"...as dry as the Atacama desert".
"...as dry as the Atacama desert".
My seat just broke. Anyone of you guys experienced anything similar?
My longest road ride today at 52 miles and 5250ft. All went well till a bumble bee hit my mouth and stung me on the bottom lip. Hurt like hell an cycled 25 miles with it swelling up like an inner tube. Went down pub after to rehydrate and had to drink 2 pints through a straw, locals all took the p***!
Don't roll with a pig in poo. You get covered in poo and the pig likes it.
Having done my 10th fell race for 2021 last weekend (Ilkley Moor) my bike mileage has suffered (2200 only so far) but my son is doing the Fred Whitton tomorrow so I thought I'd go out today for a pootle to empathise: Bolton Abbey, Appletreewick, Burnsall, Bardon Fell,...29 miles and 2500+ feet.
I think the FW is a bit longer and higher than that - but, well, it's the thought that counts.
Thinking of bees, inner tubes and Marco: I think I have stopped repairing inner tubes - life is short and all that - but when I see others on this thread ride 10 year old tyres and like the smell of glue, I feel feckless, profligate and racked with guilt.
Last edited by Graham Breeze; 18-09-2021 at 10:41 PM.
"...as dry as the Atacama desert".
With graphene?
I pondered punctures today as I laboured up the side of Great Knoutberry Hill between Dent Railway Station and Garsdale Head thinking that it would be a long walk back to my car parked in Dent. I first went to Dent 50 years ago (a rich friend owned a second home there!) and then for a few years the wonderful Whernside race was organised by Lyon Equipment. The main road to Dent is from Sedbergh but the route from the south is glorious along a narow road, adjecant to Deepdale Beck and deep in its valley, that includes four road gates that have to be opened (and closed) - so not for those in a rush.
The B6259 from Garsdale Head to Kirkby Stephen is another magical ride. It shares a valley with the Settle-Carlisle railway and the road and railway criss cross and one sees the splendid viaducts (not the hyped Ribblehead) along the way. And the ride back to Sedbergh from Kirkby Stephen has its diversions if you look at an OS map.
And would you believe that a Castle Cement train pulled by a 66XXX pootled by to mark the occasion of my visit? Oh my.
So 35 miles, 2400 feet (but most of them within a couple of miles) on a glorious autumn day.
Last edited by Graham Breeze; 20-09-2021 at 10:57 PM.
"...as dry as the Atacama desert".