Ride Entry – 4th January 2009

Bike: Chameleon
Distance: 25 miles

Well that was a bit of a disappointment. Set out, nice and crisp if a bit dull. Got up to Rivy, lots of ice, not so many people, great! Went on my arse right in front of some walkers on a big sheet of it, trying to be clever really. Had a laugh about it. Carried on, met Tim, Gareth, Andy and Stu on the top road. Intended to head over Winter hill and then down to Simon’s road where I would then cut over to Roddlesworth and back through Withnell woods and off home through White Coppice. Sounds good eh?

Of course, this is my life so I got called out 5 minutes later (for a problem that has just turned out to be nothing to do with me I might add), shot home at warp speed, logged on and did a couple of hours work sat in my stinking cycling clothes. Sweet. Might nip out for a road ride tonight to make sure the Lemond is running nicely.

Bike Maintenance day

Bummer. I hate doing bike maintenance. Well not maintenance but cleaning and the two are closely linked.
Anyway, I got all three active (for active read: not in the loft), bikes out and spleandered them all up. They’re all fairly clean now and all workable which means I can choose any one, at least for the nest three rides. I have to say, while I was doing it all I started wanting to bring the pompino down from the loft to get it in riding order. I’m not sure I have enough wheels mind, or even forks to be honest. Maybe that’s how you figure out just how great you think a bike is. I’m about 95% convinced I’ll ride the chameleon tomorrow though, it’s such a cool bike to ride. It’s not such a great climber but downhill it rocks supreme.

Anyway, my shoulders ache from rubbing and my fingers are still ingrained with dirty oil.

Ride Entry 1st January 2009

Bike: Chameleon
Distance: 36 miles

Good start to the year. Excellent offroad ride on a wonderful bike. Bit bloody cold and way frigging busy up Rivington. Mostly townies it would appear too, all grumpy and defensive. Pretty much all the gates I came across were wide open and there were loose sheep scattered around the place. Cockends. Everyone had a new camera or lens to try out for christmas too. The last one I met called me a fucking dick for no apparent reason, I stopped and asked what his problem was but he ignored me. Ground was rock hard too. Rode very fast.