Wednesday, 11 May 2011
Sorry everyone but the signal here at Haverigg is so bad I'm struggling to connect. I'll try with a bit of information as follows but we'd better forget about photos for now!
Like the curate’s egg, today has been good in parts. Richard managed to see a doctor yesterday who thought he’d damaged his cruciate ligament and prescribed some pills. This morning he felt good, so we set off together, but soon became aware of the pain again.
As we passed through Arnside my friend Mike McVeigh, stalwart scrutineer of the Tour of Mull Rally - and Facebook – was waiting to wave us through, but instead we stopped for a quick natter! I know the roads quite well around Levens so we were able to avoid the busy A590, and then at Grange-over-Sands we stopped to get a knee support for Richard but it was of little help and he really struggled up the hill out of town.
By the time we got to Flookburgh it was clear that Richard was going to have to give in. I carried on quickly to the van to get a drink and some food, and then Richard arrived and started telephoning to arrange transport home. Meanwhile I set off again, using a bit of unsurfaced track to reach the footbridge over the river Leven before joining the very busy A590. I thought I might not make it as some logging was going on and one of the lorries was almost blocking the way. At the footbridge I met a couple from Liverpool enjoying a week’s cycling break. They asked me how far I was going and seemed a bit surprised by the answer!
Ulverston was the birthplace of Stan Laurel. I think I must have been talking to myself as I muttered “Another fine mess you’ve gotten me into!”. Only kidding – despite now being on my own, the ride was quite fun.
Like the curate’s egg, today has been good in parts. Richard managed to see a doctor yesterday who thought he’d damaged his cruciate ligament and prescribed some pills. This morning he felt good, so we set off together, but soon became aware of the pain again.
As we passed through Arnside my friend Mike McVeigh, stalwart scrutineer of the Tour of Mull Rally - and Facebook – was waiting to wave us through, but instead we stopped for a quick natter! I know the roads quite well around Levens so we were able to avoid the busy A590, and then at Grange-over-Sands we stopped to get a knee support for Richard but it was of little help and he really struggled up the hill out of town.
By the time we got to Flookburgh it was clear that Richard was going to have to give in. I carried on quickly to the van to get a drink and some food, and then Richard arrived and started telephoning to arrange transport home. Meanwhile I set off again, using a bit of unsurfaced track to reach the footbridge over the river Leven before joining the very busy A590. I thought I might not make it as some logging was going on and one of the lorries was almost blocking the way. At the footbridge I met a couple from Liverpool enjoying a week’s cycling break. They asked me how far I was going and seemed a bit surprised by the answer!
Ulverston was the birthplace of Stan Laurel. I think I must have been talking to myself as I muttered “Another fine mess you’ve gotten me into!”. Only kidding – despite now being on my own, the ride was quite fun.
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