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Dec. 10th, 2007 01:54 pmI cycled out for a very pleasant afternoon of bridge, pizza and Balderdash[0] with a friend in Cherry Hinton. The evening itself was very nice. The trip was problematic.
The route was lovely -- slightly longer than normal, but long and straight and flat, a joy to cycle upon. I always think of Cherry Hinton as far, but it isn't really, and from here it's barely further than town.
I even made sure to pack a pump, screwdriver, book, and map, and cover them all with a plastic bag, anticipating breaking down on the wrong side of town from home. And to note ("take" would be an overstatement) down the destination's address, phone number, bus times, and directions. I thought it might rain, but cycled anyway.
The journey *out* was made entertaining by the sudden and complete rain, necessitating a constant stopping to shiver, and wipe mist of my glasses every few roundabouts.
And, as I only discovered later, the other two friends from the same part of town, who were driving, constantly overtaking me. I was cycling, but had forgot my notes, but remembered the way fine[1], but had to keep stopping. Their map had been curtailed, and they had to reconstruct the route by dead reckoning.
The way BACK was made entertaining when, after leaving the party, negotiating the slight delays, etc, noting the near absence of rain, looking forward to cycling in a direction with *down* hills, and *left* turns and *the bloody cycle bridge on the side of the road where you might be able to use it*, found an unrecoverable puncture. Joy, irony. I'd *brought* my pump and screwdriver, in expectation of some problems, but it was too dead to hold, and I don't try to patch anywhere but my own warm kitchen, if there. Fortunately, the "big taxi" plan was very kindly obviated by friend with car managing to squeeze the bike into the back seat.
[0] The game, not just normal conversation.
[1] I was pleasantly pleased by google maps. Where Fulbourn Old Drift crosses the main road, it is hedged off to prevent cut-throughs by cars, though this is hard to see on the map, and you mainly spot it when the route-finder sends you all along it, and back. However, when you zoom in, you can see that the cycle way *does* go round the hedge, you can even see the little give way triangle!
The route was lovely -- slightly longer than normal, but long and straight and flat, a joy to cycle upon. I always think of Cherry Hinton as far, but it isn't really, and from here it's barely further than town.
I even made sure to pack a pump, screwdriver, book, and map, and cover them all with a plastic bag, anticipating breaking down on the wrong side of town from home. And to note ("take" would be an overstatement) down the destination's address, phone number, bus times, and directions. I thought it might rain, but cycled anyway.
The journey *out* was made entertaining by the sudden and complete rain, necessitating a constant stopping to shiver, and wipe mist of my glasses every few roundabouts.
And, as I only discovered later, the other two friends from the same part of town, who were driving, constantly overtaking me. I was cycling, but had forgot my notes, but remembered the way fine[1], but had to keep stopping. Their map had been curtailed, and they had to reconstruct the route by dead reckoning.
The way BACK was made entertaining when, after leaving the party, negotiating the slight delays, etc, noting the near absence of rain, looking forward to cycling in a direction with *down* hills, and *left* turns and *the bloody cycle bridge on the side of the road where you might be able to use it*, found an unrecoverable puncture. Joy, irony. I'd *brought* my pump and screwdriver, in expectation of some problems, but it was too dead to hold, and I don't try to patch anywhere but my own warm kitchen, if there. Fortunately, the "big taxi" plan was very kindly obviated by friend with car managing to squeeze the bike into the back seat.
[0] The game, not just normal conversation.
[1] I was pleasantly pleased by google maps. Where Fulbourn Old Drift crosses the main road, it is hedged off to prevent cut-throughs by cars, though this is hard to see on the map, and you mainly spot it when the route-finder sends you all along it, and back. However, when you zoom in, you can see that the cycle way *does* go round the hedge, you can even see the little give way triangle!