before the 2000’s and the carbon fibre frame; before the seventies and my reynolds double butted 531 steel bike; before my sturmey archer three speed waterpipe bike of the sixties, and my grandfathers single speed that preceded that. back when the beatles were playing in hamburg i was riding a smaller bike befitting my youthful stature.
and the best thing about that bike? the folded up paper fixed to the seat stays with the wooden peg, to give the bike that authentic v8 sound.
heygeorgie brrought back those fond memories this morning in the rabbits run with her dodgy cranks creating the soundtrack to our lives- or at least an hour of those. the noise allowed all of us to bend over her bike while riding along, making sympathetic noises in synchronism with the ostinato of her steed while at the same time feeling that smugness that comes with riding a bike that doesn’t make cranky noises.
in parentheses, later on while at a stall whilst attempting to climb fintona heygeorgie swept past calling out as she did “it’s stopped!” “well”, thought i, “that’s a bit rude- terming me ‘it’ and pointing out my lack for forward movement.” then i realised that she was talking about her cranks. although the mere fact of pointing that out apparently made them start the noise again.
other than that the ride was highlighted by the great effort of harryhills and andrewb in taking the lead for most of the course at a really nice pace, which seemed to end up around 31kmh.
i pushed it a bit down elgar because a long way back brit had offered to take a share of the lead “but down elgar” as he put it, and i didn’t want him to feel compelled to make good his promise just in case he didn’t feel quite up to it.
being tuesday i had to turn right at canty, and so didn’t find out until harryhill’s post that andrewb had handicapped himself by carrying rocky road around.
thanks everyone- a great ride.
getting older but still enjoying cycling