Imperial century.

19°C, grey, some drizzle, e wind.
Long Ride! Distance: 101.72mi, time: 06:36:19, pace: 3:54min/mi, speed: 15.40mi/h.
http://mapmyride.com/workout/333764455

Finally done a 100 mile bicycle  ride. I took a steady pace right from the start and had two cafe stops. There was some rain, some light wind from the east but it brightened up later.
The best thing is that I was comfortable right to the end and felt alert too. I could have kept going, maybe another 20 – 30miles with a snack stop. Perhaps the moderate weather meant that there was no dehydration to cope with
The bike was faultless, and comfortable too. All that maintenance work in the spring was to avail.
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And a hill profile-
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That profile looks like the Alps, but the app stretches the vertical scale. Staffordshire does not look anything like that.

Three rides.

27°C, more perfect weather. CA+CR 55miles.
On a fine evening like this, what better way to use it than ride for hours, basking in the amber light. This 35miles, plus the usual 20 mile commute makes an impressive total for a work day.
Wouldn’t it be fine to get a metric century this coming Sunday?

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I blogged about these structures last year, they were a puzzle at the time. These solar panels follow the sun, here reaching over their right shoulder for the setting sun. This time of year, that’s almost in the north. Quite a stretch.

200lbs.

27°C, clear but muggy.
I’d enjoy cycling more if I were to loose some weight. Currently 14st 9lbs but I feel a bit squidgy round the waist. If I take off 5lbs that makes a round 200lbs,  a good figure to aim for.
With that I could hill-climb with confidence, perhaps ride with a club more often.

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Rosie cooling off on the slabs.

Bannister Hill, 9.30″

22°C, clearing. Perfect.
MapMyRide! Distance: 39.40mi, time: 02:21:42, pace: 3:36min/mi, speed: 16.6mi/h.
http://mapmyride.com/workout/327169155
Yesterday- broke my best time up Bannister Hill, today, broke it again. The strategy today was to keep up the pace after pud summit to High Moor which is the end of the Mapmyride climb. All this was done on the 42×16 Fixed Gear.
A fixed would make an excellent hill-climb bike for those end-of-season hill races. That is when you have carefully chosen the gear for if specific climb. This ride needs a gear that is not too low to take advantage of some false flats where you can build up speed.
Overall, the conditions were perfect and my fitness- much improved.
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I have only just found how to take a screen-capture from this phone; so here, at last is a hill profile.

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.

Four texts.

18°C,dry later.
A record, on the morning commute, I counted four drivers texting (or using apps) as they drove. Another held a clip-board on the steering wheel to read as he drove. It started this morning because the first car was weaving as I tried to pass. The girl driving balanced a big phone, like a Galaxy, on her steering wheel. Without thinking, I tapped on the window and waved a phone shard with my hand. I only hope she was alert enough to wake out of her stupor.