Barbs's Big Bike RIde

This year I have decided to stay and enjoy an English Spring. It has been a long time coming but at last it is here and I am off to explore my own back yard. Well actually travelling up the UK mainland as far north as possible before 21st June and see how close I can get to the Midnight Sun.


After my travels along the Camino de Santiago across northern Spain last September on my trusty old iron donkey, I have bought a lighter bike in the hope that I can get up a few more hills and by going from Lands End to John o Groats (LEJOG) I can avoid the killing headwinds of the Spanish meseta.


So here she is, we had a jolly naming ceremony on Saturday and hopefully the good friends, food and weather I enjoyed will carry me through to the farthest northern climes. Thank you all for a great send off, admirably topped off with one too many pints The Village Bike listening to Mojo Triangle.


And she is called Eleanor, isn't she beautiful, I hope I still have such tender feelings after 6 hours in the saddle, but probably only in the nether regions I fear.


The map link on the right will show a rough itinerary and route and I will try try to update with my actual route, if I can work out how and where I am as I go along, you know there will be little correlation but I will get there or somewhere in the end!


If you want an email update, submit your address in the box also on right and hopefully it will find its way through the ether to you.



Saturday, 19 February 2011

cycling and polling

We had a holiday for the Elections.  I managed to get the bike sorted and go off for my first independent trip off to Itojo and beyond, It was great to get started but the bike was some what uncomfortable and the seat kept tipping up, I managed to get to the top of a hill and just enjoy the peace and scenery.  I think the site of a Mazungo woman on a bike was a little alarming to the locals, or it may just have been my hesitant riding style due to the seat and lack of brakes, but I got plenty of comments; apparently it is the local belief that women cannot ride bikes as they are not built for it.  Builders are the same around the world.  I managed to get the seat sorted at a repair shop on the way back, but too late; will definitely wear the cycling shorts next time.


I decided to help collect the water, unfortunately my bike developed a puncture, and there is no pump or repair kit on site so I have to take a local bike.  This is again a new style of riding, no gears and very upright.  Still no brakes to speak of, the handle bars pointing in a different direction to the wheels and soft tyres so pretty wobbly until I got used to it, the seat was bliss though. Again it caused much hilarity to the locals to see a mazungo on a bike, encouraging one young buck to decide he needed a lift and jumped on whilst I was wobbling along, needless to say with no brakes, steering or balance we ended up in the hedge. I haven't included any pictures of the track, save to say that I would have preferred my other bike, and had to resort to pushing on most of it  even though it was down hill.
 This is the source, it is good clear water, but at least a kilometer from the lodge, mainly down hill, so it all has to be carried back up.  Hopefully the new supply will be slightly uphill to ease the carrying burden.  Two of these 5 gal containers are strapped on to a bike, not mine, and cycled back up the tracks and on to the road, and then up a rickety ladder 20', into the tank. It makes you very aware as you are having your shower how much of someone else's sweat has gone into providing it, sometimes smell is good.


Yesterday was polling day and this is the polling station, at the secondary school up the road.  The voters move around a wide route to make and cast their vote, to provide privacy in place of polling booths.  People seemed very positive about coming to vote and dressed for the occasion.  I spoke with a couple of 19 year olds who were very pleased to be voting for the first time

1 comment:

  1. Are the elections for a new government or local.
    The bike seems very uncomfortable. Love Mum

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