Canyon hills all golden glow, Coyotes laughing, dears dashing, Pedals turning, my heart yearning, Where shall I go? Steep broken road, I am slow, My pulse is beating, soul freeing, Troubles fading, fears are leaving, So now I know. At the crest, I catch my breath. Stalling slightly, leaning lightly, Then departing, fast descending, This hill has depth!
I recently went to take part in the RCC ‘Deano’s Yorkshire Dales’ ride. A tough 80 miles or so (I rode in the broomwagon for about ten, so was shy of the 140k distance – Im ashamed admit that day was certainly not my finest hour form-wise!). The route was a challenging razz around some very fine northern villages – we were treated to undulating and incredibly windy descents. Such was the headwind that it took club strong-man Steveto shepherd a few of us back together – thanks for such a strong draft!
A particularly scenic part of the world
Riders were briefed on the route, and awarded a patch kit commemorating participation on the ride. It was a great chance for members to mingle, and we met many of our northern contingent.
Maximum credit to Andy (C) for providing such a brutal but beautiful route
A quick stop by the broom wagon allows for a regrouping
We were joined by one of my hero’s Mr Dean Downing. Imagine my delight when I discovered he went to my high school and we shared a few jokes about some insane teachers we had! Was a great experience to see how easy a ride like this is to a pro, he shared some tips and some banter with the group and helped make it quite a special day. Its not every ride you get to draft one of your fave pro behinds 😉
Thank you to Charlie and Janet for facilitating a brilliant ride – fully supported is something I could happily get used to! Also massive kudos to Andy although really you deserve a slap for devising such a hard route 🙂