As any good student of Darwin will tell you, survival of a species depends upon its ability to adapt to changing circumstances. Thus, Amanda and I decided that a coastal ride with a climb up to one of the Purbeck's high spots at Creech was incompatible with the forecast of heavy rain and strong winds. Amanda wisely chose to save her energy for the following day but I either had to bite the bullet or abandon our weekend guests. I chose to go for a 47 mile inland ride. I hope my guests will appreciate my sacrifice!
The floods were much more manageable in most places this week. I could even see the enormous potholes that have developed without blindly riding into them.
A slight change of plan around Sturminster Marshall as they closed the bridge on my planned route. In fact they seem to be pulling most of it apart so a bit of a diversion before I started my climb up towards Woolland Hill and Bulbarrow. A stop for coffee (I'd taken a flask) and a banana and a photo opportunity. There was a board telling me what I should have been able to see but my head was in the clouds (literally) so I could only see mist and rain in all directions.
A slight change of plan around Sturminster Marshall as they closed the bridge on my planned route. In fact they seem to be pulling most of it apart so a bit of a diversion before I started my climb up towards Woolland Hill and Bulbarrow. A stop for coffee (I'd taken a flask) and a banana and a photo opportunity. There was a board telling me what I should have been able to see but my head was in the clouds (literally) so I could only see mist and rain in all directions.
Along the road I discovered a new road sign which has obviously been created in response to the recent weather. No ducks in sight though.
After a long and tough climb up through Milton Abbas and more floods through Winterbourne Kingston, I eventually found a lovely little thatched shelter which seemed made for me and a second coffee stop. An hour later I was back home. My front tyre, which has a self-sealing inner tube, had been kind to me. It spat at me a few times but didn't deflate. I was so grateful not to have to change an inner tube in the cold wet mist and rain.
Roll on the heat of Costa Rica!
Penny
After a long and tough climb up through Milton Abbas and more floods through Winterbourne Kingston, I eventually found a lovely little thatched shelter which seemed made for me and a second coffee stop. An hour later I was back home. My front tyre, which has a self-sealing inner tube, had been kind to me. It spat at me a few times but didn't deflate. I was so grateful not to have to change an inner tube in the cold wet mist and rain.
Roll on the heat of Costa Rica!
Penny