Posted by: brendaintheboro | October 17, 2021

A difficult week.

We have an adult son who is on the autistic spectrum and part of this means he has a very high pain threshold. This isnt always a good thing because he can get quite ill before we realise there is anything wrong. He has been away on holiday with his autism group and came back at the weekend. On Monday morning, he told me he felt unwell and his mouth hurt. The upshot of this was I got an emergency appointment and took him to the dentist.

I turned out he had not one, but two abscesses. We got antibiotics but after that he went further downhill. The lateral flow test was negative, thank goodness but he then had 3 days of almost continuous vomiting. He needed to be kept hydrated and fortunately after 3 seizures as well, he is on the mend.

On Thursday, we got a short 33 miles cycle ride in ,going locally on a nice day. We went up to Thornaby and then back across to go to Billingham. This was delivering stuff by hand so it was a ride with a purpose. Back across through Stockton, we followed NCN1 past the hospital and decided to try the off road route. Stockton has been removing some of the obstacles and we wondered if there many have been some improvements. Unfortunately not , although they have put in a bit of signage. One showed the way to Carlton. We could see a bit of tarmac path but it quickly deteriorated and we realised we had taken a long way to get to this point. So much for that cycle track. I would rather have used the road.

part of NCN1 – not recommended

Once back to Redmarshall , we returned home in mild sunshine. I called in and got my flu vaccine which resulted in a very sore arm and feeling off colour on Friday, so no cycling.

On Saturday, DH was very busy as we are having a rehash of our home. Rooms will be getting changed around so as we have lived here for 44 years, you can imagine we have a lot of stuff to shift or get rid of.

So I took the opportunity to go off on my own. Again very locally but it meant I could stop and take photos at will. In Stewart Park , we have the Captain Cook Museum. There are a couple of sculptures that took my fancy.

Stewart Park

As I cycled away I was stopped again to photograph this coming out of the cafe wall.

Finally I took another seldom used path but came to a familiar place and again stopped to take photo of my folding bike near this sculpture.

Dahon Folder

So a low mileage this week of 42 miles YTD3928 miles. The weather forecast for next week doesnt look hopeful for aa big mileage

Posted by: brendaintheboro | October 10, 2021

A slightly better week

The early part of the week was wild , wet and windy so there wasn’t any cycling that I did. However, luckily there was a change in the weather on Thursday and so we decided to head out into the predicted SW wind and go down to Northallerton.

We chose to ride across to Yarm and up to Kirklevington but as it was only 8.30am when we left, we got into slow moving traffic through Yarm. It was good to see that the road outside Yarm school has been resurfaced so that made it much easier.

Turning along Forest Lane , KIrklevington, we rode along towards Appleton Wiske and then on through Deighton and Brompton and into Northallerton. Here , I called into Boyes , a shop that sells all sorts of things including fabric. I want some more netting to do some more landscape art quilting.

We then rode back to Deighton but then turned off onto a much quieter road. It was lovely to see the Cleveland Hills in the distance.

Cleveland Hills

Then it was back to Hutton Rudby where we stopped on the Green and i got out the stove and made cheese toasties to have with hot chocolate.

Then it was home via Maltby and Hemlington. Most of the day was sunny and warm for the time of year.

Friday, was another sunny day with prevailing westerly winds. So we decided to head off to Shildon to have a brief visit to the Locomation museum. This is free entry but they ask for donation if you can. Really I only wanted to use the loo but I did take a photo of the first steam railway engine that pulled passengers – Locomotion1.

The first commercial steam train

According to the notice boards, the train was upgraded over the years. It had a top speed of 15mph which is the speed that my e-bike stops giving motor assistance.

We chose to come back vis Cozy Coffee and then stopped for a muffin and hot chocolate . Rosie won’t be open for much longer this year so we are trying to support when we can.

We did choose to ride back along the river and were surprised to see just how low the water levels were. It was possibly a neap tide but I didn’t look it up. However, you only see the sand bank in the middle here when levels are low.

looking scummy but there was a big drop on the barrage

Everywhere, I have been seeing masses of these purple flowers that look a bit like daisies. So pretty in the sunshine.

So even though I only got to ride on 2 days , I still managed 101 miles making YTD 3886 miles

Posted by: brendaintheboro | October 3, 2021

Autumn is upon us.

First , I didn’t show this photo last week but at the Festival of Thrift , I happened to see this lovely, if in need of repair, old tricycle for ice cream.

Those were the days of ice cream carts

Now this week , I was back working and as I had been off galavanting , I was very busy. Combined with inclement weather on Thursday and booster injection on Saturday, it didnt leave much time for cycling.

However, despite a wet start to Friday, we needed to see our son off on his holiday with his autism group. By the time he had gone, the sun had come out. The wind was gusting at about 30 mph and the side gusts were not pleasant. We weren’t too sure where we were headed but took it as it came. Eventually, we went to Sadberge and called at the community run cafe in the village hall.

It was lunchtime, so we enjoyed a cheese toastie and then chocolate cake. It was delicious.

The view looked lovely in the sunshine and the wind turbines were turning readily.

panorama from Sadberge
plenty of electric generation going on.

So really , it was a measly 25 miles this week. Still better than nothing. I don’t think next week will be much better either. YTD 3785 miles

Posted by: brendaintheboro | September 27, 2021

Hebridean Surprizes

I was all typed out yesterday but want to share some more of our adventures. The biggest surprize was at Horgabost campsite. After a very windy night, and not carrying on cycling north in dangerous cross winds , I went to the shower area. I was bent down over a waste paper basket and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the profile of a ladies face. I thought ‘ wow! that looks like Ilona.’ As I straightened up and we faced each other we both exclaimed each others names.

Now I know Ilona through her Meanqueen blog and we have met up a couple of times over the years. We couldn’t believe that we were both on the same campsite in an obscure small island out in the North Atlantic.

Ilona aka Meanqueen and myself

She came over to see DH and he recognised her voice as she came across to our tent. She ws as pleased to see us, as we her.

Later on in our trip, she came down and saw us awaiting the ferry to Eriskay having past us on the road. We are a bit distinctive with our trailers and my yellow jacket and DH’s orange one. Still it makes for better visibility especially on the single track passing place roads.

The other surprise was a traffic jam on North Uist!!

You don’t expect hold ups on such small roads.

traffic jam on North Uist

The cattle just roam freely about the islands and there is nothing to do but just wait until they pass. I remember my friend Margaret who had experience of cattle telling me to make myself look as large as possible if confronted with cattle. So I held my arms out wide and they soon passed by. On the other side , there was a long tail back waiting for them to plod along the road.

Duncan, at the Tractor shed is from West Yorkshire and has built his small business over a few years.

peat fire

His huts are based on Hebridean cupboard beds and we were able to lye in bed with the doors open and enjoy the flames from the fire. There wasn’t too much heat but there is something about seeing flames dance about. I wonder if these cupboard beds go all the way back to the Viking culture as I have seen similar in museums in Orkney and Norway. It was a interesting to hear that a Yorkshire man was making his living up here with these turf roofed camping huts.

Tractor shed huts, North Uist

On the last Sunday, we cycled 63 miles back onto Barra and to Castlebay for a guest house. We were so pleased that tourist information were able to help on a Sunday as they are often closed. They charged £5 for the service but we were so pleased to get this help. Glad I phoned before 4pm as they closed at 5pm.

Finally I would like to share a photo of a small quilt I made after we got back. It was an impression of the countryside of North Uist when we saw trees bent by the prevailing SW wind. I didn’t have a photo but its just an impression from memory.

impression of North Uist – small quilt

So including the riding around here since we got back we have amassed another 302 miles so YTD 3760 miles

Posted by: brendaintheboro | September 26, 2021

The Outer Hebrides Trip

We have been to the Outer Hebrides 3 times previously and should have been going back with out Irish cycle touring friend last year- but we all no that didn’t happen.

So we made plans again and we were lucky to be able to get bookings on the ferry to Barra. Mostly they are filled up with commercial vehicles, cars and campervans. However, there always seemed to be room for cycle tourists and there were more than we have encountered previously.

So, we didn’t want the hassle of getting on various trains with our bikes and gear and so drove up to Oban and stayed in a Backpackers hostel for 2 nights. This gave time for Jill to come up from Islay where she had been spending time and doing some family history searching about her Great Grandfather. She found the house he owned and so will be sending the local museum some photos.

We passed Connel Bridge on the way up and the falls of Lora. In our earlier lives we have sea kayaked the west coast of Scotland and some of the lochs including Loch Etive which enters the sea near here. There were people kayaking and playing on the falls so it was interesting for us to see and remember times with friends up here.

Connel Bridge and the Falls of Lora
kayaking in slalom boats

Our other cycle touring friend Tim had also booked into the same hostel so it was lovely for us all to meet up. On Sunday, DH and I took a little cycle ride to stretch our legs after taking the car to the Oban camp site who we had arranged would look after it while we were away.

We found a nice route with a well paved surface if very steep hills and enjoyed the sunshine.

north of Oban

also north of Oban
CalMac ferry Oban

Monday, saw us last minute food shopping and then the ferry left at 1.30pm. Unlike previous years , there is only one sailing a day and takes almost 5 hours. You can imagine the distance when it takes 13 hours to cross the North Sea to the Netherlands from Newcastle. Its a long way out into the North Atlantic.

The shortening days, don’t help and so we rode straight along to the island of Vatersay in the mist and twilight. I noticed some yellow sheep on Barra as we rode past and then on Vatersay we saw the wreckage of a Catalina aircraft which went down in May 1944 killing 3 people.

Catalina Memorial

There is a community hall near the most beautiful beach equipped with toilets and showers. Unfortunately, the cafe had closed for the season but we cooked for ourselves.

wild camping Vatersay
cattle roam freely near the community centre

So on Tuesday morning we were ready to start our adventure.

start of Hebridean Way on Vatersay.

Off we went back along to Barra and then up the west coast. We also called at the airport where planes land on the beach according to the tide but there were no planes today because of the inclement weather. So we rode to the ferry at Ardmhor awaited the next sailing which wasn’t for a few hours.

otter and fish casting.

This has been there for years and I have never touched it until this year, I expected it to be a bronze but it is actually some sort of resin. It is at the terminal. The ferry goes across to the island of Eriskay which became famous after the novel Whiskey Galore by Compton McKenzie was published. It was portrayed as a comedy but for the actual people it was based on didn’t have a good time and some were sent to prison after “rescuing” whiskey from the SS Politician that ran aground with alcohol cargo bound for the USA during WW2.

Eriskay isn’t a large island and there is a causeway connecting it to South Uist. I remember , there was a terrible storm in the early 2000’s and an entire family were swept off the causeway and died in their car. I looked for a memorial to them but didn’t see one.

There was a very stiff headwind as we rode along to Kilbride where there was a campsite and we were soon pitched up and we managed to get a hook-up so could recharge our bike batteries.

Wednesday the wind was still blowing strongly from the SW so we decided to carry on northward with a following wind, and this was to be our longest ride so far. Tim dropped behind as he had more time and Jill and us went on ahead. We stopped to photograph a wayside shrine and well and Jill took off to go to a nature reserve.

Catholic Shrine

Jill noted that on the Scottish islands , the shrines she has seen always have the Madonna dressed in white whereas in Ireland she is dressed in blue. I find it interesting that the southern islands seem to have a lot of catholic churches compared the to northern Harris and Lewis which seem to be primarily protestant.

Carrying on we saw a Co-op in Daliburgh and so detoured to restock our food. Never pass up an opportunity is one of my mottos. Tim caught up with us here and we soon met Jill again. So carrying on we visited the memorial to Flora MacDonald who helped Bonnie Prince Charlie escape after the Jacobite rebellion. It was down a farm track and across a cattle grid.

Flora MacDonald birth place memorial

There was an old barn we sheltered from the wind and ate a snack before heading north again passing the Kildonan Museum with its replica Viking ship.


We had outpaced both Jill and Tim by now but just before Benbecula , we stopped to eat in a bus shelter. We had met a couple of other cycle tourists who were doing it credit card style and they didn’t have far to their next B&B. So we sat and ate and chatted to them. Just as we left , Jill rode up and she too took a break. We really didn’t know where we would end up camping but wanted to press on while the wind was favourable. We took the established route and passed a couple of campsites and the airport on Benbecula. We saw harvesting going on and I was pleased to see traditional hayricks all stcked up in the fields.

hayrick in a field

it certainly makes a change from the plastic wrapped bales we see further south on the mainland.

We stopped at a smoke house to buy smoked salmon and I asked about a campsite. The lady told me of one 10 miles north at Balrandald. So off again we sped and made it to an RSPB run site where we could hear many birds calling. As we pitched our tent , Jill turned up and although the man had gone away, she was able to get her tent up next to us. There was a well equipped kitchen and also the shower blocks had plug sockets so we were able to recharge.

We found out later that Tim had stopped on Benbecula at the Otter camp site so not too far behind.

Thursday was a beautiful sunrise.

old cemetery looking west

We were soon packed and on the road heading across North Uist, a tiny bit of Grimsay and on through Sollas to the causeway on Berneray. The ferry port is not far from the causeway and again we were early – but not as early as Jill. The wind was mainly a headwind but it did occasionally give us a bit of help. At least it was dry.

We landed on Harris at Leverburgh and by now it was a bit chilly with an increasing wind. We knew there was a campsite at Horgabost so set off up the coast road with Jill, the wondercyclist following behind. There were about 10 miles of hills but the worst was ferocious cross winds that nearly blew us off. I have never been so relieved to see the containers that house the campsite washrooms. There was also a van serving hot food, so once we pitched the tent, scampi and chips it was for us.

Fortunately, I had the sense to double peg the tent down and we needed it through the night as the wind became even more severe. We were watching the weather forecast intently to see what would happen. In the morning we realised that the wind would put paid to cycling that Friday, so made the most of it, chatting to other cycle campers who also stayed put. In the afternoon (GASP) we went swimming in the sea.

seaswim at Horgabost

A German cyclist called Gabriel took this photo. I know it looks like we were paddling but it was on our way out after swimming. Various plans were hatched and then changed. We tried to book a bike taxi if we got up to the Butt of Lewis but it was a no go. Sadly , we decided that we would have to turn back and cycle down to Barra.

Jill did go on and get to the Butt of Lewis and was able get on an ordinary coach back to Tarbet and thus across to Skye. Tim in the meantime had turned up and he rode up to Tarbet and also made his way back through Skye , Mull and Iona.

So Saturday saw us off early to catch the ferry from Leverburgh to Berneray and I had booked the Tractor shed – well a hut there near Bayhead on North Uist. This was such a treat.

tractor shed sleeping hut.
two different roof styles to accommodate planning laws

Duncan, from West Yorkshire, has developed these and when he heard it is our 50th year of marriage gave us some peat for a fire. I will write more in a later post.

As I am about typed out I will continue this later. Enjoy those who read.

Posted by: brendaintheboro | September 5, 2021

More Sewing than Cycling.

Its been a funny old week. Monday was a bank holiday but the weather was very inclement. I saw that it was lovely in other parts of the country so we only rode 11 miles. That was it for the week .

I had lots of work and didn’t have the time to get out now that we have dark mornings and the nights are drawing in.

Then on Thursday, my quilt group was able to meet for the first time in 18 months. It was such a joy to see the other ladies and see the work they have produced. I was particularly thrilled that one lady allowed me to photograph a small piece that she had stitched and it was all due to a short workshop I had conducted about 2 1/2 years ago.


I made a small piece to use up some tiny scraps and also to try out some stitching with size 12 thread which I haven’t tried previously but it did have in my thread stash as I bought it on sale at a very reasonable price a few years ago.

tiny scrap quilt

Next Saturday, we will drive up to Oban with our bikes on the back of the car so cycle the Hebridean Way so I may not be blogging for a few weeks.

YTD 3458 miles

Posted by: brendaintheboro | August 29, 2021

It’s Beginning To Feel A Lot Like…

Autumn. Although it is apparently still summer but you would not think it by the grey, mizzly days we have been having. Now the winds are starting to pick up too. However, I have still managed to get some cycling in.

I started cycling again on Tuesday after a lay off of over a week. Rest combined with massage and ice packing seems to have done the trick but I still only cycled 7 miles to start.

Thursday was another cool, grey day but I wanted to try a longer ride. I contacted Rosie of Cozy Coffee and she was going to be open . They are all fine and neither her or her husband went down with the Covid virus I am pleased to report.

While there I enjoyed a chocolate muffin with mint aero on the top which was delicious. We were chatting to a couple of guys and didn’t realise one is someone I know of FB.

Then, still feeling good , we came back via Darlington but I didn’t take any photos.

Friday was awful weather but we did venture out on the bikes for some shopping but not far. It really felt like we were in late autumn not late summer.

Now Saturday was a complete reversal. Now I am not saying it was hot sunshine but at least it was sunny.

We took an early ride up through Great Ayton and along to Guisborough on the A173 passing Roseberry Topping on the way. Once there I called into Leven Crafts and bought a pack of hand sewing needles. I know it’s only a small thing but another sewing shop has had to close recently. I am trying to shop local whenever I can.

From here, we rode up through Dunsdale and then turned off for Errington woods. The views across Teesside from here are extensive.

Industrial Teesside
Wind Turbines off Redcar

Then there is a lovely swoop down into New Marske and along to Saltburn which was heaving with visitors. As it’s a bank holiday weekend, people must have been making the most of the good weather, as it isn’t forecast to be good on Monday.

We had a sit overlooking the sea and had 2nd breakfast

There were plenty of people surfing and swimming in the sea and DH remarked I should have brought my swimming costume.

Looking south to Huntcliff

Then we got chatting to a couple of ladies also enjoying the sunshine. They were interested in our bicycles and we told them of some of our recent adventures. Then it was time to return home along the coast through a crowded Redcar and along to home via the Trunk Road

This weeks total added up to 95 miles and YTD 3447 miles

Posted by: brendaintheboro | August 22, 2021

What NO cycling?

I am afraid not. The pain in my right calf persisted all week. DH drove me to appointments and massaged my leg gently every day while I applied anti-inflammatory gel and applied ice packs. I can say it is very very much better and I drove the car without any problem today. Hopefully I will be able to cycle next week.

Posted by: brendaintheboro | August 15, 2021

New Tent Day

Last weekend, I decided that if we are going to the Hebrides in September, we really do not want to take my home made tent with lots of headroom, as it may be very windy and something lower is needed. I asked DH to come and choose but he wouldn’t so I went off with DS1 and chose on my own.

I bought a Vango Omega 350. Its a 3 person tent and has plenty of room if a bit on the heavy side at 4.3 kgs but I haven’t weighed it myself . Its no heavier than my home made one and has a much bigger sleeping area.

So I rang Peggy at South Newlands Farm, Riccall and asked if she had room for us later in the week and she had so Thursday saw us packed up and ready for the off about 6.30am. It was the usual way across to Northallerton and then down through York and the planet track to Riccall.

We noticed that the old post office has finally changed hands and is now a post office , shop and cafe.

The Pickled @ Riccall

it has a lovely range of home made cakes and bread etc as well as making sandwiches to order.

So onward to the site and pitching the new tent. We had checked the pegs and poles etc were all there and took along extra just in case. I like to be prepared for anything.

The poles are colour coded and the tunnel tent went up easily and quickly for a first time but we are used to tunnel tents. The old one, a Jack Wolfskin, was a tunnel tent but much smaller and after 30 years the fabric had degraded but it had given us years of service.

I failed to get a good picture of the whole of the tent but these give you an idea.

living area

Sleeping area

enough headroom for DH to sit inside.

It also has two entrances, one with midge net, so important for Scotland.

DH approves of my choice so that’s good and we had a very comfortable nights sleep. Those pink buckets in the back ground are what we use during the night so we don’t have to get out of the tent. The joys of older age. I remember the days when I never had to get up during the night for a toilet break.

Anyway, I had phoned Cyclesense at Tadcaster , hoping to be able to get a new cycle helmet mirror . Unfortunately, they are out of stock at present so DH suggested a ride across to the village of Blacktoft. We were there in April but the hall was closed then. So off we went to Riccall and picked up three chocolate brownies. I said if we met Steve the lock keeper at Barmby on the Marsh lock, one was for him.

So down through Barlby and along past the library to pick up the cycle/walking bridge over the A19 and into the village of Osgodby to go past the overgrown pond and on the South Duffield road. We turned at the crossroads down through Cliffe and crossed the A63 which wasn’t too busy for a change. There is a cycle way alongside it and then down into the village of Hemmingborough. I stopped to take a photo of this fine spire across the fields.

with its cockerel as a wind vane

Then it was along the off road path to the lock between the river Derwent and the Ouse.

Part of the Trans Pennine route. Its not surfaced though

River Ouse

The river was rising fast as it is tidal as far as Naburn . You can well understand how the Vikings used this river so much. The lock keeps this salt laden water from going up the Derwent and this is useful as Yorkshire Water use the Derwent for drinking water supplies.

We did see Steve and he was delighted to see us and even more pleased when I gave him the brownie.

So onwards through the village of Barmby on the Marsh and through Asselby and then Knedlington and into Howden. There is a bit of a tricky crossing, on the Boothferry Road here , with lots of large wagons coming on and off the nearby M62 so care must be taken as there is no Pelican crossing to slow the traffic.

After a short distance you actually do climb over a bridge to cross the M62 but then turn down towards Howdendyke, Kiplin and Laxton before getting to Blacktoft. The land is good farming land with fields of ripe grains of different types being harvested. This did mean there were many more tractors and trailers about than previously but they were all very careful of us. We did pull in to let them pass when we could so that was appreciated.

At Blacktoft , the old school hall was open so we took the bikes inside as we forgot our locks at the campsite. Duh!

Blacktoft Old school Hall
2nd breakfasting

We used the toilets but didn,t need the kitchen and did leave a donation. DH was glad I didn’t buy any books through

.I did pick up a leaflet that I found very interesting. This area was all marsh and in the 11th Century a man called Blake searched the saltmarsh for some higher , dry land and enclosed it. This became known as Blakestoft an old norse term and now it has become Blacktoft.

Just out of the village we turned left and rode up to Gilberdyke which was named after Gilbert Hansard who made a deep 6 mile channel to the river Ouse in about 1191. Here we crossed the A63 again and rode through Sandholme and Eastrington into Howden. We stopped here and I bought some ibuprofen gel as my left achilles tendon area was beginning to hurt a bit more . It had actually started on the way from home. Then we retraced our outward route back and Steve the lock keeper was doing some pruning. He again thanked us for the most delicious brownie.

Back at the site, DH made our stove top version of Calzonne – in reality two rounds of dough with filling sandwiched between and cooked on the gas stove in a frying pan. Keep the gas on low so it doesn’t burn before being ready

Now on Saturday, I should have had more sense than to get up to go to the site toilet. When I got back the sleeping bags were packed away. I thought this would happen so didn’t complain. It was still dark sow e had a light on at first and then the eastern sky slowly lightened. I sat outside boiling a kettle thinking ” what, no dawn chorus!” Twenty minutes went by and all the birds started singing loudly. So we were up to wake up the birds.

We had an early get away about 6.30am and it was easy to cross the A19 with not too much traffic. We stopped in the other village chaop that opens at 6am ad bought some blueberries to make with 2nd breakfast before heading up the planet track. We were fortunate to surprise a deer on the track at this early hour when there weren’t too many people or dogs about.

It was much easier getting through York and the diversion got us back onto the river path. A breakfast stop in Tollerton and lunch in Brompton were taken. I was using a lot of assist on the motor to take the pressure off my leg so I was glad of a spare battery. Needless to say DH only used a fraction of his electric assist compared to me.

As soon as I got home I started ice packing the leg and it is feeling a bit better today.

Mileage for this week 208 so YTD 3352 miles

Posted by: brendaintheboro | August 8, 2021

Cloudy Skies

Its been a funny old week weatherwise and not always has the Met Office forecast been accurate but not bad either. The early part of the week I was working so it was early morning rides for me. Those small mileages do add up though and keeps me fit as well.

The weather for Thursday didn’t look too bad and no rain was forecast until late afternoon. So on Wednesday night I messages Rosie of Cozy Coffee to check they would be open and the answer was yes. Anticipation of lovely cake got us out early on the road to be there for opening time as rain would arrive there earlier.

So at 10.02 am we were there and thought it unusual that she wasn’t open. There was another lady in a car also waiting so we sat down. I decided to move my phone out of the sun as it overheats easily and saw I had a message. Rosie couldn’t open because of covid isolation.

Her son had been on holiday with friends in Norfolk and unfortunately, one of them went home and didn’t feel well so took a test. Devastation it was positive! So son isolated in his room for 3 days and took negative tests. All seemed well until Wednesday evening when he started to feel unwell. Test again and he has Covid so they all have to self-isolate for the next 10 days or so.

It is very worrying as Rosie donated her kidney to her husband and so they are more vulnerable than most.

So we rode down into Darlington where I picked up some fabric- yes I am a fabricaholic – and then we rode along towards the A66 and turned off towards Stapelton and then over to Croft. I told DH we would call at the Mustard Seed in Neasham and we sat out doors with a lovely tuna Baguette each and it was lovely and warm. However, by the time we had finished the cloud had rolled in and it felt quite cool. Looking at the sky we decided to put on our rain jackets and I am glad we did. When we got nearer home, it started to rain but we were OK.

Friday was a shortish river ride but going across town first.

look at the flowers
wild flowers
more wild flowers

We have noticed that there are areas across the NE of England where wild flower seeds have been scattered in open grass areas and on verges and central reservations. It makes such a difference to pollinating insects which are so badly needed in these days. In addition , it brightens up what would otherwise be quite drab.

Saturday was also meant to be rainy and I suggested just another short 20 mile ride. So i got up late at 8am and we had a lazy breakfast. Then I had a message from one of our quilting group that the quilt she had been instrumental in getting her village to make was being displayed. That gave me other ideas.

We set off to Great Ayton to have a Suggitt’s ice cream and then as we needed to use up more time then rode to Easby and along through Gt Broughton to Faceby. We had another stop here as there has been a new cyclist’s dining room installed aka bus shelter.

modern looking bus shelter

So from here it was uphill to Hutton Rudby but we got there too early. I suggested riding down to Crathorne and then we took a road that took us near to Picton before turning off to East Cowton and across the bridge back to Hutton. Itw as still a little early but the village hall was open so I went in to see the quilt. All of it was made without any of the contributors getting together in the second lockdown so it was paper being posted about the village. Some squares were knitted , others embroidered and other patchwork. It must have been difficult to put together but its great to see it.

Hutton Rudby lockdown quilt
iloved the bicycle one
if we had a caravan towed by bicycle

it was so lovely to see how well this has happened and been pulled together.

Just as we were leaving , the heavens opened and we were able to get our rain gear on. It did stop before we got home but then on arriving home the thunder started too.

So this week I have cycled 147 miles and YTD 3588 miles

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