Sunday 9 May - MTB again!

Hi chaps it feels more like March than May but I suppose we should still make the effort.

Good luck to Pete on the Audax from Richmond, and anyone else who is on for the long miles.
Robin has demanded mountain bikes again. Apologies. 08:30 at Robin's. Ring me if you need directions. The route is open for discussion but let's see if we can get this wind behind us all day.

Ride report - mostly for my record because it was a great route. Mytholmroyd, Spencer Lane, Studley Pike, rock garden, Warland reservoir (Melv put the hammer down now that we were on a flat track), cross at The White House & through the "badlands" to Pennine Way bridge over the M62, descent round & down under mway to Hollingworth Lake (and we got here all off road!) . Quick road section to the canal bank the past Summit locks to Tea wagon (at last). Right over canal bridge up Deanroyd Lane onto steep climb (part of Mary Towneley loop) . Walk and & admire the view. Lumbutts Rd to Mankinholes. London Road again. Descent to Hebden Bridge including the little underpass (be careful here on this slightly technical descent - or else be a better rider than I am. Never mind only my pride was hurt). Sustrans back to Lud Foot & Goitside track up from Ludd to home.
Ian

Sun 2 May - mtb nine at mine

The suggestion for this Sunday is to get the mountain bikes out again. So far its Nige, Steve & myself starting from my house in Wainstalls from 9am. Route to be decided but Copley and the Deer Park have been mentioned. Ian.

Ride Report - Withens, Ogden, Back Lane, Manywells Brow (past the tip - we get to all the best places, you know), pick up signs for "Calder-Aire Link", through the woods, Wilsden Old Lane, Narrow Lane, R&L onto climb to St Ives (cafe!), "Altar Lane", L&R across sandy moorland onto Bingley Rd to Crosshills, Haworth, out to Stairs Lane (& some walking for me) , drainage channel to Fly Flats & 2nd drainage channel to finish off Warley Moor.

Sunday 25th cont.

Thanks Richard, its always a relief when it isn't me doing the yo-yoing. It was great to be on the Coverdale & Upper Nidderdale lanes, shame more did'nt make the run. The highlights (in addition to the great route) were definitely the all-day breakfast at How Stean (thanks both for the loan) and Mel puncturing going up the steepest bit of Park Rash (I did consider pottering on whilst he changed inner tubes but decided he would only make me regret it later).

I'm riding a 300k Audax on Saturday (Vale of York & Wolds if anyone else fancies it) so I'll be taking a day off on Sunday. The following Saturday, 8th May, I've entered the Swaledale Outdoor Club's 160k 'Daves Dales Tour' from Richmond. I think Mel said he is going to join me, its only £4 or £5 to enter and is equal to any Sportive (and good training for those of you who have entered the following weeks Dales Etape). The following Tuesday (11th) a group of us are having a steady potter around the Fred Whitton route, starting and finishing Staveley rather than Coniston (to save on the driving). Its an 8am start and there's an open invitation for you to join us.

Sunday 25th April

Just a short word of thanks to Melvyn and Pete for getting me round yesterday's Kettlewell Coverdale Nidderdale run - especially the last third of the ride where I was yo yo-ing off the back on all the hills. Not sure what it is; the legs the cardio or the resolve that gives up after 60 miles - probably all three - a full systems collapse!

Hope to see you for more of the same next Sunday

Richard

Sunday 25th April

0830hrs Denholmgate for Kettlewell and Coverdale. Mel will be at Keighley roundabout.

Spring into the Dales

A fine day on Sunday and a good attendance from the Condor - some highs and some lows

First the lows

Being passed going up over the Herders by a Huddersfield Star Wheeler rider, of Clydsdale proportions, dropping him on the descent only to be passed by him once again on the following climb - gravity sucks but it would seem it sucks more for some than for others!

Catching Ian and Steve at the top of Cock Hill, losing them on the Herders, catching them once again in Burnsall, but completely failing to make contact; I understand that just as I entered the village they entered the Wharf View Café to endorse their brevet cards with an unofficial bacon and egg sandwich, – sharp practice of the most despicable kind!

And now the highs

Dropping my friend from the Huddersfield Star Wheelers on the road in to Burnsall and never seeing him again all day - he who laughs last laughs longest - ha ha ha!

Catching John G and Pete Whitley just before Bolton Abbey and staying with them all the way to Keighley where John, who did not like the look of the queue at Rossi’s café, slipped away on his own

Leading a group of five up Ingrow; and riding three off my wheel. Yes, yes - I know this was hardly the leading group, but you must understand how sweet this felt having suffered for many years watching the elastic stretch and ultimately brake on this benighted hill.

Hope to see a few of you this Sunday - Denholme Gate at 9?

Sunday 18th April

Big weekend coming up - Spring into the Dales - 0900hrs Hebden Bridge - already committed are Brian, Grimpy, Paul G, Paul P, Everard -be there.

Shelley calling - anyone out there .......

After a week in North Wales nursing a heavy cold I was looking forward to a good sociable run last Sunday,(11th) but the blog was silent when I checked late Saturday night so I had to make do with a unaccompanied run in to the Peak District.

I'll be at Ludd Foot ready to take a good beating tomorrow night - hope to see someone then

Richard

A peak performance - Sun 4 April 2010

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Nigel's tour of the peak lead us over four consecutive crossings of the Pennines. At times it felt like we were going round in circles - see the map for details! Starting from Lud Foot we had a welcome visit from Pete Whiteley who, feeling sprightly and full of the joys of spring, led the pace up Cragg Vale to within sight of the top, but it was hard work for me all the way. We managed to split up on the descent but regrouped at Hollingworth Lake after only a few minutes faffing about. Next up came the "alpine climb" that apparently was a Condor favourite on the summer route in times past - "Buckstones Road" out of New Hey. I liked this one so much that I might be willing to go up it again some pleasant summer evening.

An early pit stop in Greenfield meant we were well fuelled for Isle of Sky - with a tailwind - over Wessenden Head. Skirting Slathwaite we headed back up the old main road of the A62 which now had a rather stiff breeze to contend with as we crossed back to the other side and saw the delights of Delph for a second time. That just left two big hills between here and home - first over Buckstones (with wind assist again), then up from Sowerby Bridge to Wainstalls.

As you can see I've found a "Link" option in Google maps. You can, if you were so inclined and didn't have anything better to do, follow the whole route round on StreetView - or you'd be welcome to join us on yer bike next time to see the fun for real. Well, I enjoyed it ...

Ian

Easter sunday

09,oo hrs bst on sunday at Luddenden foot for a road bike loop south taking in Isle of Skye for a change, hopefully at a more moderate speed than last week!

Sunday 28th March

How about the usual meeting place of Denholme 09.00/Keighley on Sunday,Slaidburn via Bowland Knotts.
Dont forget clocks go forward so it will be an early start.

Sunday 21st March

Just three of us at Hebden Bridge this Sunday; Steve, Ian and myself.

I nearly blobbed, but didn't, and was glad I'd made the effort as the route to Whalley Abbey was a revelation, a sharp right out of Hebden past Heptonstall and over the tops somehow managing to miss all major settlements. The fact that the skies cleared and the day warmed as we went served to lift the spirits and reminded me that if spring was not here already it was only just around the corner.

On the way home, fortified with coffee, bacon, eggs and fruit cake, I flattered to deceive, managing to stay with Steve on several of the minor category climbs only for both Ian and Steve to put me firmly in my place (several hundred yards off the back) on the hors category climb of "Hard Jack" before we descended, as a group, back to Hebden.

As I wheeled my bike in to the garage at the end of the day, I noticed that I had a slow puncture; on any other occasion I might have cursed my bad luck but the day had changed my perspective and I was able to congratulate myself on the fact that this puncture could be repaired at home and at leisure rather than on my haunches at the side of the road - sometimes I think my Sunday excursions are all that keep me sane!

Richard

21 March 2010 - Whalley Abbey

Not sure what is on offer this weekend but Steve & I are planning a steady run out to Whalley Abbey starting 09:00 from Hebden Bridge. You are welcome to join us if that suits you.

!st race - 1st win

Brian got his 2010 racing season off to a familiar start last Saturday taking every prime and 1st place in the LVRC Barton-on-Humber Australian Pursuit. From the reports I have heard he went to the front from the start and that's where he stayed until the finish line with just one other rider left still glued to his wheel. Grimpy had been in a similar position until he punctured.
I understand that Sean was also riding with the B's but no one can tell me how far they were away from catching the leading group.

Brian, Grimpy & Sean were joined by Niall for the Sunday run which I'm told was run off at a moderate pace the three of them recovering from the previous days race

14 Mar 10 mtb run

A mountain bike run has been decreed for this Sunday- 08:30 at Robin's house in Booth. We've talked about going out west, and if at all possible ending up in Heptonsatll at Mrs Barker's fantastic cafe - also known as "Ted's Tearooms" if you've seen that unfunny comedy on BBC3 The Gemma Factor. Nice location, shame about the script ...

Sunday 14th March

I'll be missing again this Sunday; seem to have damaged a muscle or tendon just above knee. Although its now getting better a few more days with the feet up are needed. I've entered the Spring in the Peaks Audax a week tomorrow (20th) so I don't want to aggravate the injury.

Darnbrook (7 March 2010)

A short report:

We rode our bikes. Again.

Longer version:

We followed Pete's suggested route in his honour, with the man himself absent with a sore knee I hear, over Darnbrook from Arncliffe. After a great BSE - that's bacon, snorkers & egg - at the Muddy Boots Cafe (ranked 9/10 - the service was far too slow) we set off to find Brian who had ended up at Airton instead. He had got separated on the descent and then lost us among the thronging hordes of people that had come to park their cars in Malham.

Then we rode home. Very slowly in my case.

Ian

Sunday 7th March

Back to normal this Sunday after 2 weeks not racing - 9am Denholmgate.
I suggest we make another attempt at Littondale, Darnbrook, Malham Tarn and down to the cafe at Airton, Lumby's away in the Lakes this weekend so we may be allowed out of Arncliffe. We can decide on the route home over bacon panini's.

Racelight Express

The HCA reliability trial, now the Imps (John Kay) reliability trial is always a bit of a mystery tour; you never know what sadistic route he will come up with. Basically you meet up with other colourful souls on a street corner in Brighouse, queue to meet a man who asks you questions like "long one or short one?"(mileage) and "fast or slow one?"(time), exchange a sovereign for a piece of paper that condemns you to a few hours of self inflicted torture. It must be said at this point that the only answers to these questions for an aspirational Condor are "long" and "fast", even if you've hardly ridden a bike through winter.

It turned out the route was tame by JK's standards; a loop out to Otley, Burnsall, Gargrave and back, no hidden agenda in the form of 1 in 5 back roads, and so off we go to wallow in the delights Bradford ring road has to offer.

Melv and Robin set an admirable tempo from the start, only to be rudely evicted from the front by Pedalsport's Danny who decided more speed was needed, at least it thinned the group out into more traffic manageable portions, though the myriad of traffic lights undid his good work.

Pete Horne had been looking forward to the climb up to Yeadon airport, "Ialways get dropped up there" he complained at the start - and he did - just like he said. The power of positive thinking.

I meanwhile was doing my best to shirk any responsibility for cutting through the nagging north-westerly by hiding at the back studying rear hubs, becoming quite an authority on the design and construction of said items. Pool Bank, Otley, Ilkley, Bolton Abbey all went by in a Condor/VS cycles powered flash and we turned a more southerly direction at Linton.

The road gets lumpier after Hetton and the well regimented peleton got a bit ragged as people started to fade and drift off the back. The climbs out of Gargrave had Robin on the ropes and I was instructed to make his excuses at the finish as he headed straight home. Niall Smith too was shelled out; his Dad (Sean) declaring him "big enough to get back on his own now".

Ingrow saw the big guns firing and a steady pounding of the pedals by John, Chris,
Sean, Danny and Melv had me and Brian hoisting the white flag. I decided to drop off when the hub in front went into soft focus with stars dancing around my eyes; time to go through the one way door into the zen like place where pain diminishes and all is peace (see previous blog ref.north-west passage!)

Meanwhile back in the real world the elite are working each other over up by the tip at the top. Melvin, finding himself wanting, decides the best form of defence is attack and gets dropped for his efforts by Sean, Chris and John who nearly made a very close inspection of the roadworks. The soon to be racing trio finished first and Melv (who should be racing as well) consoled himself by dropping Danny on the last climb; well it would have been rude not to.

All this fun and frivolity and we're back at the Pineberry and its barely half past one. Not much later Paul Gower and John Lumb roll in having completed the more sedate 50/60 mile route (as opposed to our 75/80) looking very fresh.

As Pete would say, especially when he trundles in at five past two having ridden most of it on his own, "it's not meant to be a race you know!"

From Robin

 

This year's North West Passage ... the very long enema audax across the flatlands of Lancashire, started as it always has with a large group of largely badly dressed cyclists meandering their way along the valley bottom into West Yorkshire, there to find the sun coming through the cold mist. For Yorkshireman Brian this change in the weather was part of the normal cosmic flow of events that pass between the county borders. Nothing remarkable. The gentle ascent from Tod was gently taken, save for Pete would decided to lead one of his main rivals for a top finish into a pot hole, causing said opposition to puncture whilst the cunning retiree from the force pottered on. John had a little dig somewhere toward the top. A sign of things to come later. Burnley was still asleep when we went through, so no abuse from the passing windows of slouch-mouthed family saloons. Barrowford was also asleep, but we woke up a bit on the climb, though a gentleman's pace was maintained throughout, allowing a larger group than normal to drift sedately upon the Naked Man. Cards stamped, save Nigel's, which was requisitioned by the stamper who seemed to have warmed to her bureacratic task with an almost soviet zeal for making the most of paperwork. Booker Brow witnessed another one of John's kicks, setting the singled-out train in motion, with him at front, then Chris who did take a really really long time to come round when being a team mate and all he should have come forward sooner, before the Condor then upped the pace massively ....  for about a second ...  and then dropped off into a far more doable rhythm and we pedalled briskly into Kirby. The burger bar at the bridge was standing in a pool of sunlight so warm and bright that even the feint pall of fat that always surrounds such mobile food outlets seemed almost a spring-like pollination. The people running the burger bar seemed to be practising for the how many operatives can you squeeze into a mobile burger bar competition ... they looked to be five twisting about in the trailer, and none of them were small. They made vegetarians wait until ALL the bacon eaters had been served. Quite right. Pete and Brian re-convened with the group, so we all of us set off to Lancaster on a very smooth run, back into the fog, because of course we were leaving Yorkshire. Then John let loose past Garstang. We kind of hung on. Many of the un-named we'd picked up coming into Lancaster got dropped, and we caught the front group just before Scorton. Pete was getting excited. Front group and all. Though not for too long, as we split up by the Roebuck. John and Chris had finally got fed up of dragging round a flock of tired Condors, so set off a pace leaving us, uncomplaining about being left, though the twins here decided they better start complaining about something, so found themselves suffering from cramp, which gave them ample opportunity to set up a brotherly grumble about the different types you might incur, classified according to a complicated categorization involving location, intensity, duration and shrillness of associated cry of pain. We managed the first hill through to Blackburn without too mucg ado, though I was of course hanging on, keeping quiet, but not as quiet as Brian, who was also hanging on it seemed, though less successfully, as he fell off just after the main raod. We mentioned this to Pete, and how we might wait, but Pete seemed reasonably happy with his reasoning that on no account should Brian be allowed to catch him up because we had the hill coming. Not sure the logic was there in this argument, but it seemed sufficient for Pete, who then put down some speed as though he were back working and had been given permission to sound off his nee naw siren. Even more encouraging for Pete (and I must admit for myself too, and maybe even Nige and the Condor), we found John and Chris by the road side trying to fix a ripped tyre with a discarded lucozade bottle and in time honoured Condor fashion sped past them whooping with delight that the the shoddy VS equipment had held them up. The last hill .. .something with Bets in the title i think ... is not really a hill unless you've 130 miles in your legs and are not that fit and then it is a slog at the top of which lies a dark and lonely inward place the door of which you knock at, get let in, and then accept it is only one way. Luckily, as in all previosu years, the rest of the route is downhill, and, aside from Pete's anxiety to visit the heavenly version of a one way door as he ventured to re-write the give way laws in favour of anything that was old and wearing a condor jersey, we found the end without much actual physical endeavour, which was kind of just as well, given I for one had nothing left to give. It was all worth it of course, because Condor had beaten VS in what will be the only event of the year when the two race head to head. So first and last blood to the blue streak and just goes to show it's always best to hand within the shadow of a VS wheel and then trust to the linguistic coincidence that 'fast' rhymes with 'last' . The ride finished as always with pie, peas and a one way chat with a someone who seemed content just to stare mutely into the middle distance. Oh those audax boys know how to have a good laugh.

 

 

Imps Reliability Ride

While we wait for a full report from the North West Passage, I hope to tempt you with details of more fun and frivolity for next weekend.

Janice Saleem has sent us an invite for the now-rebranded "Halifax Imps Reliability Ride".

Starts 08:45 from the Ritz Ballroom in Brighouse.

Ian

Halifax Imperial Wheelers

Would like to invite you to join them for

Their

Annual Early Season Reliability Ride

(Formerly run as the HCA ride)

Taking place on

Sunday 28^th February, 2010

Start Point: The Ritz Ballroom, Brighouse

Finish Point: The Pineberry Inn, Mountain, Queensbury

Meet at 8.45am for 9.00am start

Choose between 50/60 mile or 75/80 mile ride

Entry Fee of £1.00 per person payable on the day in exchange for a route sheet

Latest News - Grimpy to join Team Sky?

Grimpy at BC Champions Night, Saturday the 20th Feb with Dave Brailsford and Sir Chris Hoy

Quantocks, Quarks and quite a lot of cycling...

Hello all,

Time for another update from the other side of the Pennines....

I've now started track racing with the Monday night ACT league, did my first night last week. I was encouraged by a good performance in the Devil takes the hindmost and the scratch race. I'll keep you all posted on how that's going!

Before Christmas we had a few days out in the lakes. I've now tackled Wrynose and Hardknotts (admittedly not in sequence at the end of a 130 mile sportive..).

We started our January training in earnest with 3 days in Bristol. Some amazing riding in the Quantock hills and Exmoor with some silly racing around thrown in for good measure. We're doing regular chain gangs with the Manchester Wheelers 2/3 times a week which makes for a good mid week leg-breaker.

I've built myself a fixed-wheel commute out of some old bits I had knocking around and some bargains off eBay (Thanks to Dave Grant for the retro Campagnolo cranks!). Might pop some pictures up at some point. Hasn't fallen to pieces yet...

The Easter break is coming up in about a month or so. I'm looking forward to some riding with the "flock" to get a break from the Physics and murderous bus drivers!

Johnny

Ride Report 14/2/10

It may not have been the longest Sunday run this year but it was without doubt the hardest. A reasonable turn out considering the twin distractions of Valentines Day and the start of the Half Term Holidays saw Sean and Niall, John D & Tommo, Myself & Brian, Grimpy and, making his first appearance on a Sunday run Steve Cavell.
Brian & Sean led us at a sensible pace to Keighley where we were joined by Melvin and Steve Barker. JD & Chris took over at the front from Keighley; the pace quickened. I was sat in second in line with Niall hoping that once we got to Silsden they would pull over so Niall and myself could dictate a more reasonable pace over Cringles. I never got the chance to put that into play, they were pulling away even before we got through Silsden, I wasn't able to stop a gap opening, Niall stayed on, Sean & Mel jumped across from behind me.
I was relieved when no one else jumped across fearing that I was about to spend most of the day chasing alone. It was far too early in the day to screw myself in an attempt to close the gap, staying comfortable and saving a bit for later in the day was obviously the best tactic especially as I wasn't alone.
Steve and I were tapping on at the front, about 100m behind the main peloton when I glanced round and saw that Steve Cavell had completely disappeared and Grimpy, even though he had his best cyclo-cross tyres on, was losing contact. Not wanting the run to completely disintegrate so early in the day I kept pulling Steve back by his jersey to give Grimpy the chance to get back on.
Once at the summit they were waiting for us at the junction where Mel had the bright idea of making our way to Bolton Bridge via Draughton rather than the usual route through Addingham. Had my brain been working a little quicker I would have said what a good idea it was and then gone by myself via Addingham giving myself a chance to attack the climb up the A59 to Kexgill in front of the big hitters and then have a gentle potter towards Thruscross Reservoir.
However what did happen is that they set off like an express train over the icy surfaced undulations of Draughton Moor, me at the back on elastic and; sadly, Grimpy, shown no mercy, was left to fend for himself, not to be seen again that day.
As everyone knows the hardest part of the climb up to Kexgill is the first bit from the end of Beamsley Lane but John, Chris, Mel & the Smiths didn't appear to notice the steepness of the incline. I told Brian that I would see him at the cafe but whether by choice or necessity I don't know, he dropped off the back with me and we shared to effort. Steve Barker was the next to drop off so I put in an effort and got onto his wheel. We slipped into a comfortable routine, I took them on a couple of minor diversions just to add a little more interest to the day but they didn't even say thank you. We had slipped into a comfortable rhythm happy in the knowledge that we wouldn't have to get out of breath again this side of Burnsall. That was not to be, they had caught Nigel up at Kexgill (he'd set off from his in-laws in Ilkley), he had told them off for leaving us and made them stop and wait (yeah, great, thanks Nige). We more or less stayed together then to Burnsall Cafe where we found Ian looking pleased with himself, having set off late (again) and gone straight to Burnsall over his favourite climb, Eastby Brow.
Now I had suggested that if the weather was kind and we were feeling fit and keen we could consider coming home via Thorpe, Gargrave, Elslack, Black Lane Ends and the Herders. Never in my wildest dreams did I think there was anyone other than me was daft enough to do this route on a cold icy day in the middle of February during the hardest winter in living memory. My bluff was called. As we rode through Hetton towards Gargrave I thought surely someone is going to tell me that this is just a joke and we are really going to go home straight through Keighley.
No one cracked. We got to the junction at Broughton, Brian mumbled something (I'm not sure what he said, but I know what he was thinking) and turned left and rode off alone. The Herders being my suggestion, I hadn't the bottle to go with him. It went a bit quiet towards Elslack, people were stoking up on gels and chocolate. The climb from Elslack up to Pinhaw is never easy and the damp, greasy surface made it worse than usual. I was relieved that I wasn't the first to go off the back, that dubious honour went to Steve who in recent weeks has spent more time in the gym than on the bike - was it Eddy Merckx whose three top training tips were - (1) Ride the bike. (2) Ride the bike. (3) Ride the bike.
Ian then slipped back a little, then me, Ian came up to me and we continued together. I could see that Nigel was continuing his recent return to form and was up there with his brother setting the pace before he slipped back slightly just before the top. I don't know why I had expected them to stop and wait at the junction but they didn't, although when Ian and I managed eventually to get back on I was assured that they had been riding slowly to allow us to catch up. Not slow enough however as we didn't see Steve again (I suspect it won't be long before he gets his revenge).
Up the drag to Black Lane Ends Ian disappeared out of the back and that was that, no prisoners were being taken.
The start of the Herders wasn't too bad but I did lose contact when it got steeper, Nigel then drifted off the back as did Niall who had been riding very strong all day but was now feeling the distance. We regrouped over the top with Sean dropping back to look after Niall.
The next big obstacle was from the reservoir at Stanbury over Penistone Hill. Chris attempted to be the first cyclist ever to climb this hill on the big ring; I'm sorry to have to report that he failed. It was up the Dog & Gun climb the for John, Chris, Mel and me. Chris and Mel at the front and me dropping off the back. John started to come back to me, I told him not to wait for me, he said he wasn't, he was going flat out. Mel turned off at the D&G and I followed Chris & John from a distance of 50 or 60 yards over the cutting eventually getting back on their wheel at Queensbury for a welcome freewheel home.

PS sorry about the length of this report

Sunday 14th February

Most of the usuals out again last Sunday for the Silverdale run plus Mick Collins and Andy Garling making their debut. Robin & Steve failed to show, hope they wern't slacking, its a bit early to taper for the NW Passage. I lost my nerve a little on the black ice over the tops but it didn't appear to bother anyone else - must be my age. Lumby almost timed it right, having parked his car in Keighley and setting off ahead of the bunch with the intention of getting to the cafe ahead of us he almost achieved his aim but once he was spotted on the road between Stainforth and Settle his fate was sealed as the big guns hauled him in.

This coming Sunday its the same time & place, 9am at Denholmgate with the intention of going over Cringles to Bolton Bridge then up to the top of Kexgill where left to West End and on to Duck Street and Greenhow, left towards Grassington but turning left again just after Dibbles Bridge to Hartlington and Burnsall Cafe. We can decide at the cafe whether to come home either via the Spring into the Dales route of perhaps if the weather is being kind and we're feeling good(very unlikely on both counts) to Gargrave, Laneshaw Bridge & The Herders.

Condors National Champ

Congratulations to John who yesterday again took the gold medal in the National Cyclo-Cross Championships

Sunday 7th Feb & Club Dinner pics

A good time was had by all at The Condor Road Club 60th Annual Dinner & Prize Presentation.

It is intended to do the Silverdale run this Sunday but as I write snow is once again creating a winter wonderland so if we meet as usual at Denholmgate at 9am we may have to revise the destination.

Sunday 31st January

Anyone fancying a gentle recovery run on Sunday (following Condor Dinner on Saturday) I've arranged to meet Brian at Shelf Roundabout at 10am with the intention of pottering over to Otley and up Wharfedale to Bolton Abbey or Burnsall Cafe.

"Flocking Condors"

I may have misheard but I'm sure that is what they said after seeing more that a dozen riders gather together for this ride.

After being the cause of so much trouble last week I made sure to be at the start early. This meant a prompt start from Denholme for the assembled throng, and we picked up the three more waiting in Keighley with no fuss at all. Pete & Brian soon had us through Crosshills and on toward Cowling, handing over to Grimpy and Andy for another a long pull. I did a very short stint on the front on a downhill stretch toward Laneshaw Bridge but, knowing that there were plenty of eager legs waiting to come through, felt that I'd better not stay in the way for too long. So I dropped back and tried to hang on for the rest of the ride.

Well I got dropped a couple of times and I was quite pleased to see that Vicar and Pete Horne also hung back just to keep me company. Even Nigel moved to the back of the group on some of the climbs so that he could keep an eye on proceedings- at least I assume that is why he slipped down the string of riders? Andy kindly came back on a couple of occasions to make sure that the stragglers were safely "Marshalled" back into the fold. Thanks lads - much appreciated.

We then dropped down to Whalley to wish Mike Darke a happy 70th birthday. I'm sure the Mytholmroyd crew were "delighted" to see us get to the cafe and pack the place out just seconds before they arrived...

After a bit of a wait while we all got served (but still a highly rated 8.5 points - tasty bacon, good egg, nice fluffy teacake; pleasant service; free coffee refill and a bit of cake - all for just £5!), some riders were keen to get going again. Too keen perhaps as some of the group were still queuing for the only working loo. So after Nigel had ridden up to berate those eager souls we reformed just in time to for Nigel to exchange pleasantries with a charming Volvo driver at some lights.

Now it must be recorded that el Presidente was out to meet the ride yet again and was riding well. Good on yer John. Meanwhile Peter had punctured in Padiham, giving an opportunity for us slower brethren to "just potter on" up the ramps of Burnley bypass and even make a start on Long Causeway. Just as well really because that gave the faster riders chance for a good aerobic workout and we could just about hang on as they caught us for the final couple of rises. That left the slight step up by the Sportsman to contend with and here it was Robin who kindly paced us back on for the final charge down to Mytholm Steeps. A chap waved from a car coming up and from the way that the hand blocked the entire side window it could only have been Bernard.

Now my legs were starting to twinge a bit and a final climb up from Burnley Road to home was just what I needed to finish off another fine ride. Still, you should always finish with a warm-down by going slowly in a small gear - which was just below walking pace in the granny gear in my case.

Sunday 24th January

Routes for next Sunday were discussed at last nights meeting at the Caty'. It was decided that we would make our way to Whalley Abbey cafe via Crosshills, over the Moss to Colne and Barrowford then on the ridge to Padiham Heights from where we may go straight forwards to Whalley or as suggested in the pub (beer talking?), put in a loop down to Sabden, over the Nick of Pendle and make our way to Whalley via Pendleton and Wiswell.
Either way we will probably come back via Padiham and Walk Mill then down to Tod or over The Long Causeway.