Walsall drivers see no red.

27°C, hard sunshine.
Walsall drivers have an annoying habit that I have blogged about before. Tonight, coming home through the hazardous Rushall lights I stopped to wait for green. When it came, I clipped in and rode forward only to brake for a brown mini-bus taxi coming from the right. He jumped a red light. I shouted in frustration

“red means stop”

He swore, really he did, as if I had done something wrong.
The next lights, the same thing happens, this time a silver car. He swore too.
What are the chances of that?
This happens more often in Walsall than other places I ride.

Alstonefield ride.

30°C, no wind, no clouds.
Sunday ride~ tracked with MapMyRide! Distance: 84.73mi, time: 05:42:34, pace: 4:03min/mi, speed: 14.84mi/h.
http://mapmyride.com/workout/321195601
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I rode up with the Burton club, view were heading to the Peak District for some hill climbs. They were quick and seem a disciplined bunch. I only got nervous on stretches with deep pot-holes.
Anyway, I turned off and made my own way to the Peaks with a cafe stop at Ilam.

From there, the route took me further north to Alstonefield and Milldale. There is a back route into Milldale by a road marked as impassible. Impassible roads are a bad idea, they are impassible. It was narrow and dipped down into the gorge at 1:7. I slid back, gripped the drops for a better grasp of the brake lever and took it slowly. My eyes darted from one side to another looking for places to crash should a brake cable break.
They held.

Out of Milldale there is a daunting hill to the east which worked out well. there were more steep hills which I took with renewed confidence and I arrived home feeling reasonably fresh. I credit the extra water I drank for feeling good even after eighty miles.

This is what they said…

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16°C,
The Ormskirk cycle club write regular diarys for each club run, chain-gang and race. Here’s what they said about Sunday’s ride@

Surprisingly low numbers at the shop this morning, but still 40 odd people there. As the Captain was otherwise detained there was no real plan for A groupers. John Hesketh was leading a fairly large group to Beacon Fell. Alternately Wilko was planning on a run to Scorton, although given the planned return time, there appeared to be few takers. Titch had suggested local Hills part 2. Finally Mark Brownett offered up the Southport run. Decisions made the large B group left, Wilko and Titch combined and headed to what in the end was a pretty speedy ride to Brindle I think. Meanwhile, 8 mixed ability riders, including Mike-an interloper ex of Litchfield City Cycling Club- on a fixed wheel 42-16 and Adam a first timer in group riding with a previous max of <10 miles in his legs, set off to Southport. Mark and Mike lead out via the cricket club, Town Green, passed The Swan and out to the Church on the Southport Road. A left here and out down Punnels Lane, picking up the Formby Cycles road. Straight over at the lights and right turn through Formby, and onto Formby Hall. A ‘comfort break’ was taken by some and then on to the Coast road proper. Kev and Jeff now lead until traffic forced the group to single file until passed the cinema in Southport. The paced upped a little out onward Banks but a general regroupment occurred by Ralph Wife’s Lane. Onwards via Hesketh Bank and Tarleton, out to Croston and Mawdsley. The approach to the cafe was brightened by Mark Brownett and his dodgy knee taking a jump and pushing the pace somewhat. He was however caught at the right turn whereupon Kev shot passed and lead all the way to the cafe despite a little chase. Coffee was taken, the A group riders already at the cafe. Tour discussed. And back as one over Hoscar moss. Charlotte left at the Ring O Bells, to get her bag packed for Ibiza tomorrow- watch out Ministry of Sound! The Dark Lane Drag resulted in a little tussle, Cameron jumping early, although I suspect Kev or Wilko got there first! Good well paced and directed ride 50 miles for me, 16.7mph average and very nice it was too. Credit to Adam for cycling further than he’d ever done before and Mike for getting round on a fixed wheel- although he bounced around down the coast road pedalling at 120 rpm….. See you in a couple of weeks — at work next Sunday!

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The low rolling section in the middle is the Southport coast road.

Middleton flat 17.

17°C; SW wind, brisk, dry. Club ride, tracked with MapMyRide! Distance: 53.14mi, time: 03:08:30, speed: 16.9mi/h. http://mapmyride.com/workout/315175737 image
They are a likeable club, none of the cliquishness that mar other clubs. Some guys were bemused by me spinning madly on the Southport sea-front stretch where we rode at 22mph and I had a 42×16 gear. A little app tells me that a pace like that is 138rpm. I kept the pace well enough. They stated that the average should be 17mph before we set off and my GPS app put the average within 0.1mph of that; not bad! Also, not bad- riding in a tight group on fixed was quite a success. Sitting close on a wheel was easier with control via the transmission rather than touching brakes and blipping on pedals alternately. Easier, more accurate and ultimately, more efficient.

Another Sunday.

17°C,sunny, NE wind light.
Racelite, Distance: 51.60mi, time: 03:22:07,
http://mapmyride.com/workout/292874003
Good ride in sunshine. In shorts but not quite warm enough for sleeveless.
I can still feel my legs after descending Snowdon on Friday. No effect on cycling, but general fitness is a stride beyond last week. Here is my faithful dog in a canoe.
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She was rather wobbly until I could persuade her to sit. Canoeing is good.

70 miles again.

14-18°C, clear, no wind.
To repeat last weekend, rode 70 miles late a slightly better pace and far more comfortably. The saddle didn’t tilt this time. That careful work with a jewelry file on the ferrule worked as intended.
Picture of the day is a young oak tree that has grown in the time I have lived in this town.

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Dust devil.

18°C, clear blue, light wind.
Ride with MapMyRide! Distance: 80.92mi, time: 05:21 pace: speed: 15.09mi/h.
http://mapmyride.com/workout/273429400
The bike ran smoothly, all that work in the winter to replace bearings and so on, has transformed the bike. Gone are the annoying clicks, skipping gears and poor handling. It feels new, and more comfortable than I can remember for years.
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Then, a natural phenomenon not seen by me for years. A dust devil swept across a ploughed field near Clifton Campville. I stopped to watch, fascinated. Not seen one since the early 1990s.