Spotted out for a coffee on George Street.
Tags: Frankenbike, Recumbent
Tags: breakfast, cider-ride, ride report
Well, Sunday rides have been tried in various forms but we hope this will become a regular thing again. There were three of us this Sunday. Of contributors to this blog, there were the irrepressible cydanil and your correspondent. The former was not in the best of shape, munching croissants and muttering darkly about the lemonades the people he’d been made to drink by the people he’d met the previous evening. Nonetheless, it was a fine sunny morning, and we felt cheerful as we cycled down the coast, so we kept on going, over the ups and down the rather steep downs until we reached the end of the road in the lovely Cove Bay;
But no-one felt like any cider on this particular morning. Instead we attempted a new route back into town, and after getting past some roadworks and a barrier we found it. After that we tried a few back alleys and short cuts on our way back George Street and a well-earned coffee. The sun was still shining.
You can see our route here;
We’ll be meeting at 11 at Castlegate for a repeat performance next week. See you there!
Well, I seem to recall a certain beCyClist promising faithfully to make a blog post after every single night-ride. It hasn’t quite happened yet, so here is a summary of the night-rides since there was last news on the blog:
rain, hail, sleet, snow, fixed gears, broken chains, extraordinary kindness of strangers, repaired chains, broken bottom brackets (unrepaired), Duthie Park, exploration, fun, beer.
All of which brings us to last night, and the successful third attempt to complete a route that has twice eluded us in the past. We set off North through Bridge of Don and out into the wilds of Aberdeenshire, turning before Newmachar to head into Dyce on the Formartine and Buchan Way, which is not a road and therefore has the advantage of no cars on it to spoil your ride. Heading back to Aberdeen, we stopped for a quick drink at the Masada bar.
See you next week?
So, these rides go on every single Thursday, but it’s a while since there’s been a blog post, so this is by way of putting that right. We were a small but intrepid group this week, thankful that the day’s rain had stopped by the evening. The nights are definitely getting warmer and by staying in tree-lined places we avoided having to deal with the wind, which was moderately strong. Riding down the Deeside line at night with your headlights picking out the trees at the side of the path is something quite special. As is the Old Bank bar in Peterculter and their 2.70 pints of Guiness. We only stopped for one, though, before heading back in along the North Deeside Road and then up the hill to head back in along Countesswells Road, Seamount Road, and Union Grove.