With heavy legs from yesterday’s hilly excursion, today was always going to be a ‘flat’ short ride.
I’ve long since learnt that there’s no such thing as flat in the South Pennines so I did my Cragg Vale loop in reverse going out via Todmorden and Littleborough, up a windy Blackstone Edge before dropping down Cragg Vale into Mytholmroyd.
With it being Sunday morning, the traditional time for club and other cyclists to take to the roads, I hit upon counting how many I’d see on my twenty odd mile jaunt. To make things more interesting I decided to say hello to as many as possible and note the number that didn’t bother to respond.
In the seventy five minutes I was out I counted an amazing ninety three cyclists of all shapes sizes and types, and of those I’m glad to say that only ten didn’t acknowledge my cheery wave or garbled hello.
After unusually battling the wind down Cragg Vale, I got home with the warm fuzzy glow of road based camaraderie!
