Robert and I failed to complete this 75 km (47 mile) bike ride when we tried on 22 June 2012. The report is here.
This time we had near perfect weather and pretty dry surfaces. Mike was busy launching a new website, but Paul joined us to make up another trio.
We took our time, especially after setting off 45 minutes later than planned due to Robert’s carelessness with traffic.
So it was a cheerful Paul, Robert and Martin who set off at 9.15am, from the picnic car park at Waterfoot.
Here’s a map that I’ve gleaned from elsewhere, and thanks go to one John B Taylor for producing it. The route is basically a classic circuit of bridleways in the South Pennines area. It’s hilly – constantly undulating with 2000 metres or so total ascent. (My mapping software says 2350 metres, but my Garmin GPS says just 1820 metres.)
It took us an hour and a quarter, including a slight navigational mishap, to reach the memorial to Lady Towneley, who inspired the development of this bridleway route. I haven’t time today to go into its history, but there is lots of information, and reports of much quicker trips than ours, on the web if anyone is interested.
After two and a half hours we reached Can Clough Reservoir, with the weather great and the bikes all running smoothly. (If in my case rather slowly!)
A perfect day for a bike ride
Here are Paul and Robert on Black Moor, beyond Hurstwood Reservoir, with the upper Gorple Reservoir to their right.
We passed countless reservoirs on the 75 km ride.
Much of the route is very rough, and steep - this image is deceptive until you notice that Robert has had to dismount.
After four and a half hours we'd had lunch and were enjoying views towards Hebden Bridge before an excitingly steep descent to Charlestown.
Here we enjoyed our first crossing of the Rochdale Canal, after five hours on the bikes.
It's a long haul back up to the Mankinholes track. "Glad we don't have to go up to Stoodley Pike" we agreed.
There were many paths with differing qualities of cobbles, this one by Lumbutts, beyond where the cobbles stretched for miles.
At Bottomley, after nearly seven hours, we took a welcome break at our second crossing of the Rochdale Canal. Then the bridleway undulated more disconcertingly than ever, with some steep sections that even had Paul and Robert pushing.
Finally, we hauled ourselves up the last and very long ascent, up Rooley Moor to the highest point of the day.
Soon we came across this welcome sign - just 3 miles to go - by now we'd been on the bikes for over ten hours. The others had just returned from cycling holidays in Mallorca, but I hadn’t been out very much. My bottom was sore.
Those last three miles stretch off into the distance beside Cowpe Moss, with Robert and Paul just distant specks. Very pleasant cycling though, and we knew we were nearly home.
We completed the 75 km route in a little less than 11 hours, just before darkness fell. A fine day out. A local hostelry was deemed to be essential from a life-saving point of view, but after finishing the ride at around 8pm Paul and I weren’t home until well after 9 o’clock. Thanks go to Sue (and I imagine Jeanette) for having much needed food on the table more or less instantly.
The day really warrants a fuller report, but I’m afraid time has got the better of me. I’ll add any further comments/corrections that Paul or Robert would like to make.
And here’s what my Garmin recorded – note that it has smoothed off some of the corners and the time of about 8 hours is ‘moving’ time. We took nearly 11 hours in total.
PS Robert informs me that one of his tyres expired on his way home. We were fortunate that it did this in his car and not during the ride!