Crap ride

I had big hopes for this evening. I was going to get home just after 4, wrap Ethan’s birthday present, drop that off at my parents, then head on out on a 20ish mile hilly loop south-westish of Bath.

5pm rolled round and I was still at work and feeling slightly unwell, probably due to eating last weeks lunch today, so things weren’t going entirely to plan. I got home, pumped up the tyres on the Peregrine, wrapped the present, got changed, popped outside and oiled the chain on the bike, then realised that the front tyre was totally flat. The combination of a tubeless rim and a road tyre makes for difficult tyre changes, so out came the Lemond necessitating a change of shoes.

About 90 minutes later than intended I finally headed out on the wrong bike only to discover that the saddle and cleats weren’t in the right place which made things a little uncomfortable for a bit. After dropping the present off I admitted defeat and just looped round through the University and town to at least reach a double-figure mileage.

I’ve now got to fight with the front wheel and try to get a tyre to seat on it properly. Could be interesting, but will most likely be very frustrating.

Secret Singletrack

Taking full advantage of a day off work and the nice weather I headed out on the Hemlock for a spin round a route I’ve not ridden for a few years. There’s a fairly hefty climb at the start, but that’s pretty much all the ascending done in one chunk. After that there are two ace fast descents, followed by some hidden singletrack which runs alongside the Bristol-Bath cycle track. It’s literally 10 feet away but most people don’t know it’s there.

11 leisurely miles in the sunshine, and home to refuel with chocolate.

Cotswold Cows

Secret Singletrack