Slowly… very slowly, but we rode!
Upon the Wednes day of half term, Adam and Wozzer – who started this whole cycling thing – went for their first ride together in months! Any readers of Uncle Wozzers blog may be confused, wasn’t Wozzer off to the forest of Dean on that Wednesday? Well, we were, but Wozzers Dad has the ‘man flu’ – so we couldn’t go. Thus, i was up for doing sod all for a day, when my good friend Adam contacted me to see if i fancied a ride. Mainly i fancy girls, but a ride can be just as good.
So, we met up in out usual place. following our usual route up the wyche, it soon became clear how slow Adam was, having not cycled in aaages. But, as Adam does, he went slow but steady and kept going, realising that he’d never make it up some of the rockier bits he opted to walk, but fair enough. He kept up perfectly well along the lower ridge route (recently, Benni and Wozzer have been using the actual ridge for riding the length of the hills, so what was our ridge route is now the lower ridge rotue). From black hills, we turned back and came along the hills, After a few intersting path with leaves, we came to one of the many branches in the path. Adam noticed there was and up option – whichy is the normal route – and a down option, which he inquired into why not that way. My answer was, don’t know where it goes, and looks rather narrow. But, as an idiot on a bike, i decided we’d have a little explore!
We’re not doing that again! It was a very steep set of abou 8 or 9 hair pins, very clever Adam… anyway after swearing our way to the bottom, and pausing a while to make sure our braking fingers were still there, i realised we were on Holy Well Road. So off we trundled, along the road and crawled (Adam) our way up to the well. From here i dissuaded the use of the downward road route as it wou;d mean going anlong the busy hilly Wells Road. thus we hit the hills once more, the path was flat-ish and quite nice really. So Adam took his time, rattled along adimring the scenery, and as the good friend and leader i am i kept stopping and waiting for him.
After a few bouts of walking in Adams case, and pausing for the walking biker to catch up in Wozzers case, we rached the Wyche. From here Adam decended the wyche road, and cut across peachfeild to get home. I, on the other hand, decided to go through West Malvern – for no reason in particular. So, after rocketing through the narrow, often blocked-by-parked-cars roads, I rolled up to my house in good time before it went dark (i had lights anyway, but i decided to race the dusk home)
It was good to ride with Adam again, and hopefully he’ll join us for more weekend rides in the future and soon be racing along like the rest of us!
Until the next ride!
Uncle Austin Wozzer
