‘Cashback’ was selected but the actual cash was not uplifted by yours sincerely from the automated checkout in Morrisons. I remembered this near the end of a tough cycle. I phoned…but the dispensed notes had not been handed in.
I had driven up to the mother-in-law’s to make use of her drive, giving myself some chance on Devol Road and the target segment, ‘The Foot (reverse)’. Later, readying myself to take the boy swimming, I realised that I had returned home…on the bike! (:-)
The third? A missing segment – the message from Strava:
Partial Match Segment Details
The Foot (Reverse)
Why it Did Not Match
Your Activity seems to have taken the wrong direction or path near the start of the Segment
Supposedly to do with the graphical representation of this part of the ride; just an alternative struggle across the ferns at the lower end of the ‘C’ pictured below.
The light wind-breaker jacket was on and, boy, was I sweating as I struggled up ‘Wee Furries’. My face was burning. (How am I going to fare riding for 8 hours across 100 km of winter landscape?)
Devol Road. The Foot. Wee Furries. Devol Road. Short distances but heavy going.
A great splash about with son made me realise that such trifles are nothing in the grand scheme of things: spending time with the family being the most important pursuit!
Week 27 beckons on Tuesday and my wife is really struggling with the heat and the added incumbency that is asthma. With no academic distractions I’m on full domestic duties, and granted they are not very long, I managed to paint the front and rear fences.
Let’s pray that the rain departs as quickly as it arrived; we are enjoying as Summer for a change – and don’t the Games look just magnificent bathed in the golden Glasgow glow?
Dropped off by family and did consider Muirsheil. However I felt that it was time to visit an old friend…
http://app.strava.com/segments/7636390 — The Foot (Reverse)
Despite the recent interruption to what was a glorious week with some heavy showers, and once I had passed Dippany Farm and scaled the gate, the ground of this singletrack was dry and there were none of the continuous rivulets running towards me; only then do you see the extent of the rocks strewn upon this short diversion from the B788.
IT WAS TOUGH.
And, surprised by how close the white house appeared, I was – as usual – unprepared for the holes hidden amongst the marsh area. In the space of a few seconds my front wheel fell into their clutches and I was deposited amongst the grass…
Still, I crossed the stone bridge that spans the Green Water, meandered up the very steep climb – a maximum of 14.5% gradient. The front tyre managed to cope with the constant manoeuvring require to avoid the boulders and I was thankful that the bottom gate was open.
The descent down to rejoin the B788 was pleasant enough, and soon I was home via the electricity substation and the cycle path.
Home before the family, I set about enjoying the afternoon sunshine and finishing the planning of the Misty Law section of Inverslog.
Check out this route on Strava: http://app.strava.com/routes/595821 — Inverslog.
Here it is. I still have to test drive ‘Misty Law’ and parts of the cut (in this dry weather) but it’s looking a good 8 hours in keeping with the amount of daylight on the planned day (29/12/2014).
A beautiful dusk into which I headed last night at 9.30 pm. Yes – pm. And it was so light.
Just as well: because I had about 1 minute of juice in the magicshine and only decided to put it on as a warning to anyone feeling their way up the opening section to Devol Road as I made a decent attempt to wrench ‘Lava Balls’ from a fellow cyclist.
Having spent some time in lovely (wet, windy and cold)
Dornoch I returned and found last night difficult – uphill, flat, downhill – but had to be done.
Redrafting finished (for now)
I was intent on enjoying a holiday that had much family time (although boy has booked himself into a four week play scheme), non-academic reading, and, of course, the bike. (Although I have made an expression of interest towards an EdD course).
Before the dusk run I decided to take less of a risk on a Tesco 10 quid tyre rather than use the current front one which had succumbed to the stinging wrath of a mere thorn (must have been the Atop the Clyde Ascent). And it fared very well, easily secured to another wheel that – god rest their souls, Aerobikes had balanced way back.
Brake adjustment still confounds me – another YouTube tutorial I think. But apart from that niggle it was a gorgeous evening, lovely ambient sounds intermingled with The Rosary, Evening Prayer and Night Prayer; lovely aromas from the hedgerows too; excellent visibility…
I am still planning on the 12-hour on the 29th and would welcome company. I hope to Strava – there’s a verb for you – the intended route this or next week: my expectant wife has been so patient and accommodating in the academic aspects, so I’d hate to ‘push my luck’ by disappearing for 4 or 5 hours.
Here it is:
The ‘Misty Law’ route is a bit ‘mangled’, but this is a first draft…
But here it is. First draft. 234 pages; 39,000 words.
Now, all I have to do is cull and move pages into Appendices.