When your water bottle freezes while out cycling it is too cold.
It was one of those days when as I cycled to the meeting point I
hoped no one else had bothered to turn up so I could quietly return
to a nice warm bed. Alas even though one of the other riders was
thinking the same thing four people turned up so there was no
returning to bed.
As we climbed up White Down my hands actually warmed enough to
sweat and as we shot down into Dorking the cold froze my hands and
face and my hands never recovered. I've not had such cold hands for
years. Hardly surprising when ice can form in a water bottle while
out for a ride. Even now as I type this hours later they are still
feeling odd. However a few hours and some cups of tea and I no longer
regret the ride.
Only 65 1/2 km we were home before 11 but did not stop for
Back in the saddle with my extended stomach after too much food
over the holidays. Despite the cold, and it was cold, we had five
riders out out this morning's ride. Out over Polesden Lacy and up
the Zig Zags, which being a private road were untreated and therefore
icy. All in all a very pleasant ride.
ninth Molesey BBT santa run had the very distinct advantage of being
ridden on an unseasonably warm day with no rain. 21 Santas followed
the usual route through Thames Ditton, Surbiton, Kingston, Richmond &
Once again the whole strange thing was just fantastic.
When taking a Brompton on Eurostar make sure you have a cover for it or they won't let you on the train. Quite why I don't know since I do have a cover and believe it or not could not be bothered to get into an argument with them.
Once covered they have no problem with them. The next gripe would be google maps. It does not offer routes for cyclists and at least in France does not show hills. Specifically the hill between the station and the Sun Office in Velizy.
We did a 63 mile round trip via Henfold lakes but out via a
route taking in Ripley, Newlands Corner and then Cranleigh. When
descending what is a very exciting hill towards Cranleigh doing 40mph
I had the added thrill of hitting a large stone in the road and
having my front tyre deflate instantly. As I braked as hard as I
could using my back brake and slowed very slowly I was able to see
the tyre not coming off the rim but also not doing much in the way of
letting me steer around the bend that was approaching. The odd thing
was what went through my mind was the question: ¨Am I using the
rear brake?¨, which I was. Thankfully the rear brake was able to
overcome the 1:7 hill and bring me to a halt before the tyre came off
or I hit anything. A tribute to continental GP4000s ability to be
ridden when flat.
When I went to put the wheel back on after fixing the tube the
spring on the front brake decided to brake. I can´t really
complain since it is 9 years old but it is the first time I have
every had a brake spring fail (Campagnolo Record) I should be able to
get a new spring if my local bike shop comes good with stocking
Campagnolo spares, something they say they are going to do. The
failure meant that if I used the front brake I had to manually spring
the callipers apart for the rest of the ride. Not hard to do but
enough to mean I wont be commuting on the bike again this year. I now
have quite a large number of things to fix on my summer bike although
not enough to let me upgrade to the new 11 speed Campagnolo group
The rest of the ride was uneventful and we were able to take
advantage of the Indain Summer we appear to be having.
Six riders good weather and a great cafe. We went out by what is
not the usual route, via Old Woking, Normandy, Ash Green and The
Sands. The return trip was south of Guildford via Albury, where we
managed to loose two riders. One insisted we not wait for him and
the other did not see us turn back towards Dorking so we could go up
Coombe Bottom and so went up Newlands. Then even on the descent from
Coombe bottom we got split up but managed to regroup as it turned out
the slower riders were in front so were caught.
There were six in Molesey this morning braving the fog and
laughing in the face of the weather forecast. Those six made it to
Epsom before the fog cleared to be replaced by the thunder and heavy
rain that had been forecast. The idea of climbing and riding over
Epsom downs in a Thunder storm did not fill anyone with joy. So after
briefly taking shelter in Epsom and failing to find a café
open we rode back as fast as our legs would allow. If the people at
the Met Office could have seen us they would have been in stitches.
Got home very very wet having ridden 23 miles.
Next weekend we are supposed to be cycling to Yeovil which is
about 120 miles, I hope the weather is better.
I rode my blue
bike to work this week for two reasons. First I needed to carry
more things home than usual and so had a pannier and second to make
sure it was all ready for the winter. It turns out that all is not
well. Having replaced the chain and cassette at the end of the winter
and now I know that the Shimano Ultegra chain rings are only
marginally more hard wearing than the 105 rings.
Prior to the bike's last major
rebuild the 105 rings had only lasted one winter (3000 miles or
so) and were replaced with TA rings. When the whole chain set was
replaced it had Ultegra rings on so I left them. The Ultegra rings
have lasted three winters (about 10,000 miles), not that bad until
you compare the my summer bike. It is 9 years old and has done over
36,000 miles and still has the same chain rings (Campagnolo Record).
The maintenance schedule of both bikes is the same, new chain and
cassette after 3,500 miles. Yes the summer bike is lighter and does
not go out in the winter but I still don't think that explains the
drastic difference in the wear. I can't help agree with those that
claim Shimano chain rings are made of grey cheese.
Luckily I have a spare set of chain rings, Stronglight
ones, that I spent a happy hour fitting.
Only three riders out due to the weather forecast of rain.
Unfortunately the forecast was accurate however when it got really
bad we had already made it to the Cafe at Henfold having decided that
al fresco breakfast in Peaslake would be a bad plan.
Then on the final run into Esher I got a puncture. That said I was glad I got up and rode.
While away on vacation I had the “pleasure” to finally
product test the Park
Tyre Boot I have been carrying in my saddle bag for two or three
years. The only problem was getting the backing paper off as the
years of sitting in a saddle bag and getting wet seemed to have had a
negative effect on the paper. However once removed The managed to
cover the 15mm gash in the sidewall such that the inner tube no
longer poked out even at 100psi. In fact it did such a good job that
it was hard to see where the gash was after applying the boot.
All in all a good result. I will continue to carry one but will
try and find a way to keep them dry, not easy in English weather.
Eight riders went out becoming nine at Weybridge until just before
the main climb to Newlands Corner where we became Eight again. After
Newlands we were taken on a “loop”, down into Albury and
then out via Guildford Road which takes you over Albury Heath, a
wonderful part of the world with views of “typical”
English Countryside. It does however involve a steep climb to the top
and then a treacherous descent back to the main road again.
We had breakfast “Al fresco” in Peaslake before riding
back over Leath Hill. The group split at West Humble with the
majority taking the flat direct route back and two of us going back
via the Polsden Lacey road and the 25% climb that that entails.
Despite this being a hilly ride the stats show just how flat this
part of the world is: 429m of climbing over 65 miles. Hardly Ventoux!
On Saturday I rode “La
Ventoux, Beaumes de Venise” which involved riding 170km with
more than 3000m of climbing. Now why would you want to do this? Here
This is the second and shorter of the two “big” descents of
the day, dropping from Chalet Raynard down to Bedoin. By the time I
was descending this I was most certainly in a “saving energy”
mode but on the upside this descent did not start in the clouds.
Before the ride there was much talk of how hard climbing Ventoux
was going to be. Ventoux has a formidable reputation not least
Simpson died climbing it in the 1967 Tour. It is a strange climb
for at least two reasons.
The road was built not for horse and cart but for motor
vehicles. So the roads are wide extremely good quality but steep.
You can see the quality of the road from the video. Most of that
descent was over 40mph and the top speed of 48mph somewhere. All
this on a bike with 100psi tyres yet unlike some of the videos in
England the film is not vibrating to much.
It goes to the top of the mountain. Most cols go to a pass
which is the lowest point in a mountain range.
Then the area is renowned for it's strong winds. We were buffeted
the whole day by a strong wind from a North East.
Every bike we saw, of which we saw plenty, had a triple chain set
and those with only double chain sets mostly had “compact” chain
sets. The small rings had 34 to 36 teeth and there were plenty of 27
tooth rear sprockets in evidence. I therefore got increasingly
worried that my 39 tooth small ring and 25 tooth big sprocket were
not going to give a low enough bottom gear. Needless to say the
riders I was with spotted my concern and played on it (cyclists are
like that, it's not personal).
On the day after an initial panic with one of the riders I was
with having a split tyre just before the start we were off at about
8:40 and we rode to the base of the main climb at Bedoin. I was still
with one of my friends at the bottom of the climb but only briefly as
I clicked into my bottom gear and I assume he clicked into his which
was lower. As so often happens to me after the first 1km I thought as
long as it did not get much steeper I could keep doing this for quite
a while. Getting to Chalet Raynard and above the trees the wind
started to play it's part which initially allowed me to slip up a few
cogs as I was blown up the hill. However on the next bend it was
first gear again for the hill and the headwind and the added fun of
going into the clouds which completely obscured the view of
We had driven up here on the Thursday when it had been equally
cloudy to amongst other things pay our respects at the Memorial to
Tom Simpson, so I had some idea that when I reached the Memorial was
about 1km to go. Since Cafe Raynard I had been contemplating whether
to stop to put on my waterproof jacket for the decent or whether to
just tough it out. Going over the top I decided to do the sensible
thing and put on the jacket After all I had dragged it all the way up
why not use it. This turned out to be a very wise decision.
The start of the descent was quite horrible. The lack of
visibility, the damp road, the wind, the cold and the other riders
streaming past all made for an unpleasant and quite scary ride. After
a while however I was below the cloud and started to feel happier
streaming down the wide smooth tarmac. The pangs of hunger though
were beginning but the idea of eating while doing 40+mph being
buffeted by crosswinds down a road that had tight bends and that I
did not know did not seem wise.
On reaching the bottom I could feel that the food situation was
more desperate and so ate the banana that I had had stuffed down the
front of my jersey almost immediately after eating that I came to a
food stop where I got some cake and more drink.
The next section of the ride was according to the profile, flat.
However the profile was dominated by ventoux so failed to show that
in fact there were a number of short climbs and descents that were
sapping my remaining strength. All the while my GPS was forming a
double torture by telling me I was less than half way round and the
elevation meant I had over 1000m of up hill before I got to back to
Just as I thought it could not get worse the rider who I had last
seen at the bottom of the climb called out my name. Now this is not a
race but it is competitive. I felt sure that if he had the legs to
catch me then he would fly past me and then be able to spin his lower
gear up the next climb while I struggled to try and stay in contact.
We ended up in a group of six or so riders cycling up the river
valley with sitting in second place wondering when the inevitable
would happen and I would be spat out the back. When my friend went to
the front the pace increased, the other riders all rode past me and I
was spat out the back. Then the gap stopped growing with me about 50
I decided I may as well make one final effort to bridge the gap as
then at least I would get some shelter and to my surprise I managed
that quite easily. As the road turned upwards more severely I found
myself passing the other riders until as the climb for real started I
was off the front and feeling good.
The second climb of Ventoux was very very much easier than the
first. The road was much less steep and so when the wind was in my
face I was doing 10mph and when it was behind I was doing 18mph.
There were some other British Riders with “Elite Cycling” shirts
on so in the last 2km I used one as a target to catch which while
taking the long view was the wrong thing to do did have a certain
pleasure when I got onto the big ring and hit 28mph uphill in the
last km of the climb (yes I had a tail wind, but I can dream I'm a
Then that descent.
The final section was into the wind and again the profile showed
as flat but in fact contained three significant (ie bigger than
anything we get in Surrey) climbs which resulted in me crawling up
them with the constant fear I was going to be caught again.
The final five km however were both downhill and with the wind
behind me so I was able to fly down the road at over 30mph waved
through the junctions by the marshals as at all the other junctions.
I managed to finish with a time of 8 hours 4 minutes 13 seconds
for the 170km earning me a Silver certificate.
My GPS disagrees about the distance as does MapMy ride. The GPS
claimed 105 miles, MapMyRide claims 99.67miles but it also shows that
some of the corners were cut. Cutting those corners for real would
involve a significant fall!
Today we were apparently going on a short flat 50 mile ride as a final preparation for our trip to Ventoux next week. The flat bit was true but we ended up doing 85 miles, which I don't describe as "short".
A really nice route though along some new lanes and some lanes we don't often frequent.
I'm still trying to find a good site for uploading my ride GPS data to. mapmyride.com seems to have issues now displaying ride data for long rides to solaris hosts and so far my requests for help have fallen on deaf ears. So I'm now experimenting with http://www.gpsvisualizer.com which appears to work and also allows me to host the data here. However it lacks some of the features of mapmyride.com, distance markers & simple elevation so I'm still looking for a better option.
Date: Fri, 23 May 2008 10:47:56 +0100
From: XXX YYY <XXX.YYY@Sun.COM>
Subject: Guess what guys...?
To: Chris Gerhard <Chris.Gerhard@Sun.COM>, .......
... We ran out of cycle lockers on Monday! ALL 20 of them!
Clearly the solution is more lockers so as to not suppress demand.
again we, Molesey BBT, rode the South Western Road Club's May
ride. This year is was called the “May Flyer” the route
was identical to last year but the weather was not. Today was
glorious sunshine. We started off as a group but one immediately,
that is within 10 yards of the start, punctured and the rest of us
pushed on. By the time I got over Coombe Bottom all the other BBT
riders were no where to be seen. One rider I know from the trips to
was with me and a few others I did not know. We pushed on.
After about 22 miles we were caught by three riders who had
started 3 or 6 minutes behind us and so were clearly going faster
than us. I decided to try and catch a wheel and see how far I could
hold it for. One of the riders had blistering speed on the “flatter”
sections the second I later discovered was doing the ride on the big
ring and could clearly have left us all standing. The third seemed
like a very good all rounder.
I managed to stay with them until the return climb up Coombe
Bottom where the “all rounder” was dropped but the rider
on the big ring disappeared. I was only 10 yards off the other rider
at the top but He was on a mission and the drop from there to the
finish suited his style being able do a fast pace.
My GPS told me I completed the ride in 4:54 for the 86.24miles
Finally on the way home I got to be bicycle
repair man to a random Lady whose chain had come off. The whole
day was 104 miles and my legs certainly feel that I have had a good
workout. I do really need to find out what the problem is with my
right foot which became extremely painful during the ride. I was
wearing my Sidi shoes. I'll try the Carnacs for a few weeks to see if
that makes it better.
While I as in Aberystwyth Clive
lent be a bike 12 speed Peugeot “racer” from the late
'80s or early '90s marked a route on a map and told me he would meet
me at a certain point where he would be running up and down the
mountains. I had been forewarned so had shorts and cycling top.
Just a brilliant end to a day a 21 mile route with some real
hills. The strangest thing was coping with a bike without either toe
clips or “clipless” pedals. Just ordinary pedals which
combined with the 42 tooth inner chain ring made the hills just a bit
more challenging. The weather was everything. A few spots of rain
just to remind me it was Wales but mostly warm evening sun.
Clive met me at the top of the final descent but had the decency
to follow me down so I go to to ride the decent on his bike.
I mentioned previously
there is a rule in the house that you can only own three bikes which
thankfully since the Brompton is leased not owned meant I was o.k.
However the lease runs out after a year at which point the bike goes
back or I can buy it. If I buy it I break the three bikes rule. Hence
the problem. Simon
suggested that I claim that the Brompton is not a bike, which I
thought was an interesting defence but since it clearly has 2 wheels
(bi) and can be cycled it would be a bicycle. Although I may yet try
that defence in the future, I mean for goodness sake look at the
picture. You can't ride them like that!
The other problem is that is just seems wrong not to take
advantage of the bike scheme. A Tax free bike to ride, where is the
So I signed on for a second year and ordered an identical model\*
having found a suitable home for the first one (my sister needs a
brommy). When the lease runs out I'll buy the first Brompton and on
the same day sell it to her so at close of business I still don't own
I think I may never need to have a Brompton that is more than a
\* It is not completely identical as the new model now has a clip that will stop the rear wheel dropping if you lift the saddle. Useful if you are man handling a bike down station steps. I can confirm it is both useful and easy to use.
As part of the preparation for what is increasingly looking like a
day of great pain when I will be riding
up Ventoux, twice, well one and a half times. At 190km or 118
miles with the small matter of Ventoux stuck in the middle of it I'm
beginning to get worried.
Back to todays ride. As part of the preparation I'm trying to “get
some miles in” so I pre-announced that I would be going to Brighton
today which if you go the direct route is almost exactly 100 miles
round trip. Ie 18 less than the ride I'm training for and the only
lumps being the north and south downs. The north downs can be avioded
but that won't be much preparation!
No one else was game for the ride but they did escort me to the
top of Pebble Coombe before going their own way. This left me with a
lonely 90 mile ride where I spent the first 20 miles after they left
thinking I must start to feel good some time soon and then after that
dealing with the increasing fatigue. I struggled over the downs,
something you can see in the early bit of the video I got of the Sea
coming into view
The return leg was every bit as slow and tired as the outward leg.
The only upside being that I managed to be back home at 14:05 with
the GPS showing 108 miles, having left at 7:00 that is not exactly a
blistering pace but at one point I was concerned I would not be back
until after 15:00.
All in all unless something changes I'm going to just be pleased
to finish the Ventoux ride.
Next week is the South Western
Road Club's “May Flyer” which the BBT are riding however I
doubt I will be “flying”! Although with a light cycling week on
the calendar due the Bank Holiday and a visit I have to make may be I
will be feeling top. I can dream