Coniine

Cold strong N Wind, some rain, 41 miles on the bike.

Riding in the rain wasn’t so bad this afternoon. Perhaps I have physically adjusted to the colder weather after four days hiking in the driving rain and snow of North Wales. The house we stayed in was damp and draughty which made drying clothes difficult and keeping bodies warm impossible. The sea was distinctly green and covered in white horses, visble from the kitchen.
It was a great trip though, Cader Idris looked fantastic covered in snow, but we didn’t get up there- the snowstorms were drawing in at a time when sunset was getting near. At this point we hatched the idea of a hiking holiday in the Pyrenees. Hannah is fit enough to really enjoy this on equal terms.
 

Anslow Emus

8°C, grey, plus a band of rain at 2pm. Cy=54 miles.


Odd the things you see, riding through a rural farming area, passing houses on the edge of the village of Anslow, I heard loud bird noises, and looked over to see 2 large grey Ostrich shaped birds. they were grey so must have been Emus I presume.
 
I took lots of photos of Rugeley power station. There is somethig mysterious, slightly menacing but intriguing about that place. Maybe it’s the industrial architechture, designers must have a field-day when they come up with ideas for them. It is a mixture of old Art deco, and new age sci-fi, but all covered in soot & dust.

Handlebar ice

-2 to 3°C, freezing fog but some sun.


It’s hard to keep warm on days like this.On arriving at school today, the handlebars felt oddly slimy. It wasn’t until I took my gloves off that it was obvious that they were covered in a layer of ice. The rest of the frame must have been similarly afflicted too. It was as if the air itlsef was freezing and forming ice crystals, looking like snow.

Black swans

7°C, grey & rather windy. C=54 miles


Got it wrong today, I was quite warm setting out but the wind-chill soon got to me. By half-way I was regretting not wearing that woollen tee-shirt.
Laid eyes on two oddities today: 1- a pair of black swans ( post photo later) 2/  two scrambler motorbikes only seperated by a piece of rope. I’ve never seen a motorcycle towed on a rope before.
Still haven’t warmed up properly.
I’m deeply shocked and disgusted by this: BBC story "Indian Rhino looses fight for life"
There is not a thread of evidence that the far east’s "Chinese medicine" has the slightest foundation in fact. I can see it getting worse as China’s wealth becomes  greater. There is a noble creature, making an honest attempt at bringing up its youngster, and both their lives are taken for some arbitrary fantasy, a pseudo-science that is closer to religion.

"The conflict between rangers and poachers has claimed the lives of 60 people
over the past 20 years"

I hope none of those lives lost were the rangers’.

That photograph is going to haunt me.

Burst cable

8°C, still 7 overcast. Feels warmer.


Yesterday: Cycling– delayed after an accumulation of repair jobs. You know how it is- you check a minor job that needs doing and find another problem you didn’t know about. Just as I was checking the brakes before setting off, the front derrallier cable broke, it wasn’t the cable as such, but the sheath. I’ve never seen that happen before. See picture, note that the PTFE inner sheath is sound, as is the outer, but the stranded lining is the one that failed.

The ride was good though, what a difference 5mm makes- I put a chainset with 180mm cranks on, and it’s really liberating, I can get full stretch on each pedal stroke. far more efficient.

A Blackbird’s Christmas.

6°C, clear. C=24 miles.


MSLive failed yesterday, so this post is posthumous.
Cycling: Blackbirds use ground effect whilst in flight to gain extra speed for less effort. Here in the UK that often means using flat hard surfaces like roads. Today, one Blackbird ended its life doing that. It was struck by a car near the River Tame and fell like a rag-doll into the road not far from me. As I rode past I could see that it was still moving, I wasn’t even sure what it was until close.
Like that story I told here a few years ago, I picked it up, in the vague hope that it would recover. No injuries were visible, its heart still beating, and heaving rapid breathes. It’s eyes started to close, and the breathing got lighter, the little yellow beak slowly lowering. After no more than a minute, the breathing stopped, I urged it on to no effect. The moment had passed I thought when its beak opened slightly with a film of saliva in the corner.
I put it on the grass.
Such a beautiful creature, one of the finest songbirds (more so being a male). Such a waste,
The photographs were taken less than a moment after it faded from life

Flat earth

6-8°C, dry & clear. Hang on, no! It’s raining now.


Sunrise: I got the timing right on the way in today, the sun rose over my left shoulder, it lit up the clouds from below, and appeared over the horizon inthe next few minutes. I pondered it right there and then, during the ride along the dual-carriageway. Looking at that sunrise, the earth is clearly not flat. If it was, there could be no underlight clouds, there would bea shadow cast from the earth upwards just before the sun appeared. Imagine shining a light from slightly under a table, at an angle of 89° to the normal, it can’t light the chould layer from below. How come anyone in all of history thought the planet was flat. Not only that, but the Earth’s shadow on the moon curves too. A visit to the seaside watching ships sailaway is the final nail in that coffin, the ancients had the same accesss to these experiences as I , so there is no excuse for the idea ever being aired.

Nine Kestrels

8°C, cloudy, light NE winds. C=60.5 miles


nine in one ride, remarkable. The winter bike is handling perfectly, it’s not been that good for years! But I am anxious about a ripple in the paint on the top-tube. It could be a symptom of a crack underneath.

The National Memorial Arboretum in Alrewas is very good. The main wall is about the same proportions as Stonehenge, but there is a slit just left of South in two walls that line up with the sun on guess which hour of which day? A slightly sad note i has been posted on the doors, apologosing about the number of memorial trees that have died due to last summer’s flooding. I can’t help thinking – what do you expect? You build your site on the flood-plane of a major British river, the land is really marshy, and much of it is below river-level. More trees will be killed next time it floods, hardly a rare occurance.

NB the iPod is working really well. I’d like to find out how to remove the built-in games, they swallow up about 400MB out of the 4Gb this model has. Those and the operating system I suppose. Now- how do I uninstall those games?