What A Lovely Way To Spend A Saturday.
On Saturday, Joby and Chris rode up to mine and we went on a ride up Blackstone Edge. I’ve only ever ridden up there twice before in my life, in 2000 and 2001, on both occasions for charity. I remember it flooring me the first time, and the 2nd time I had to walk halfway up the damn hill.
Basically, Blackstone Edge is a 3.5 mile ascent from 150m to 390m – and for me on my Focus Fat Boy, it’s bloody hard work. It was a gorgeous day though, dry and not too hot, so with the encouragement of the lads (and the sight of them disappearing up into the distance) I just kept the granny ring turning all the way up. I was well chuffed with myself 🙂
Hard Work Done.
We stopped at The White House for lunch. I had a steak & onion butty, Chris went for chilli and Joby had the biggest sausage you’ve ever seen in your life. And a cumberland with chips 😉
Following the 3.5 mile climb was a 7.5 mile descent into Hebden Bridge. Basically, it goes like this:
After finally hitting my 30mph target last week, I hit 33.4mph cruising down lovely wide, smooth, quiet roads collecting flies on my exposed teeth. I just couldn’t stop grinning. It’s worth the climb, I can tell you. The views up there are stunning.
The cuppa stop about 5 miles from home at Gordon Rigg’s in Walsden was probably the nicest tea ever. I needed that!
I’m chuffed to have, in one ride, got the highest and the fastest since I rekindled my love of cycling.
I had a cracking day. It’s not lost on me that I only cycled 28.6 miles whilst Joby and Chris rode from their houses to mine before the ride, then home afterwards. I would say chapeua to them, but Le Tour’s finished now, so:
Thanks for a cracking day’s riding 🙂