Sunday, 12 June 2016

Ripon Club Sportive

A very entertaining weekend, generously hosted by Mr & Mrs Sastrae at their magnificent Victorian townhouse in Ripon.
With a record turnout for this season, the necessary carbo loading commenced in the Royal Oak, where several pints of excellent Timothy Taylor ales were judiciously sampled. Mrs Sastrae then served a superb supper, with prodigious quantities of red wine and port to accompany it. Led by Carlos and DJ Mario, the decks were then primed for some late evening stretching exercises, our president particularly in need of some finger stretching moves in readiness for the Ibiza season.
Predictably, the ride day saw most clubmen emerge somewhat delicately, having overdone the pre-ride training regime (again). Thankfully, there was no rain in the forecast for the day ahead!


An early technical challenge for Heyddie...duh!
Pre-ride briefing....nobody really listened ;-)


With the WAGs, Mrs' Sastrae, Ulrichard and Johntador
But then we were off! Unfortunately, Carlos's gyroscope and compass had not been correctly calibrated, so we headed east rather than north, earning us a few more warm up miles. But we were soon back on track, empty rolling lanes taking us through attractive villages like Kirklington to the market town of Bedale, where a turn south westwards brought us along the undulating country roads to the brewing town of Masham, now the home of the Black Sheep Brewery.

Ready for the ride, setting off from the Sastrae Mansion

The climbing started from here, eventually taking us to Leighton reservoir, where certain team members executed a drastic weight loss programme, one member even leaving his sunglasses behind in a desperate attempt to reduce drag on the upcoming first test of the day, the famed Cat 3 climb up Trapping Hill.


It's a two stage climb totalling 283m, with one particularly steep section (the Garmin suggested 23%), before a sharp technical descent to Lofthouse, scary enough for all riders but especially so for one of the team who is going to need new disc pads for his steed. This was our first competitive stage, Pedro summiting first in fine style, with Mario close on his heels, followed by Carlos, Heyddie and the bedraggled President.

Start of the steep descent to Lofthouse. Eek!
Misty views - Nidderdale
Still full of adrenaline, the team set a fast pace along the west bank of Gouthwaite Reservoir, close to the source of the River Nidd, bringing us to the cyclist's mecca of Pateley Bridge. We greatly appreciated the wonderful service delivered by the team at Wildings Tea Room & Riverside Terrace, and especially the massive beef baguettes.
Suitably refuelled, we tackled the climb south east from the town, before turning northwards on to quieter roads to challenge ourselves on the next competitive stage, four hills in quick succession. Once again, Pedro triumphed, with a revitalised President stealing second place from Mario and Heyddie.
A fine road brought us to Hebden Bank, just before Fountains Abbey, and our last competitive stage, a short but steep little number, hotly contested again, but with Pedro securing his KOM award for the day, ahead of Carlos, The Prez and Heyddie.
The final section took us through the grounds of Fountains Abbey and rapidly back into Ripon, now very busy with a major tractor rally.

Alansandro, leading the peloton through the grounds of Fountain's Abbey

In all, a ride of about 98km, with a total ascent of some 1250m and a moving time of just under 4.5 hours. Well done all, and especially Alberto, the most senior of our little club. Chapeau!



It goes without saying that pork pies and rehydration then took priority, the team starting off in the One Eyed Rat, a back street ale house, before moving on for some to ogle at vintage tractors and vans, before settling down for a few more Timothy Taylor's at the Royal Oak. A fine dinner, once again prepared by Mrs Sastrae and her willing team of sous and commis chefs, Mrs Ulrichard Prattachi, Mrs Johntador and Mrs Prattachi. Great stuff!

Rehydration - stage 1

Sunday, 29 May 2016

Academy Captain on the Struggle



It is rare for this blog to feature individual efforts, Heyddie and the climb of a small volcano in Hawaii being a notable exception. But, another feat of superhuman endurance needs to be recognised. And so it is that Carlos, our esteemed and enthusiastic Academy Captain, has been granted his own special edition entry.
This is for his continued patronage of the Club HQ, the famed Golden Rule pub in Ambleside, and for the first ascent by a Club member of 'The Struggle,' a gnarly and precipitous climb out of Ambleside straight up to the Kirkstone Pass.
Although we await the stats from Strava in order to critique his times and energy output, here we publish exciting pictures of this meritorious act. 
We will, of course, seek verification that he did actually stay on the bike during the climb, and that no mechanical doping was involved.
Until then, Chapeau Carlos!

About half way up 'The Struggle'....clearly at least one stop for our man ;-)
View back to Ambleside from the top of 'The Struggle'

Carlos carrying his bike to the summit?
The red face says it all...

Carlos following Club rules to the letter. Rehydration with beer only, no nambie pambie mineral water or Skinny Cappuccino. Setting a good example to our Junior Team indeed. And a good, healthy pork pie with lashings of Colman's. Happy days :-)




Sunday, 22 May 2016

Arrow Sportive, Lincolnshire - May 2016

From our Nottinghamshire base camp, five team members enjoyed a long ride around north and east Lincolnshire on the so-called 'Arrow' Sportive, named due to the long straight stretches across the fenlands east of Lincoln City.
Following a 35km warm-up the day before, and a very enjoyable carbo loading session (or two), an early start saw us setting off at 0830 from Market Rasen Racecourse along very quiet lanes taking us towards Lincoln itself. We only saw two vehicles in the first hour of riding!
With the prominent cathedral spires looming ever closer, the roads got much busier as we approached the city, and this continued for the section south east towards Metheringham, with the usual idiotically close overtaking manoeuvres of some drivers making life a little interesting at times.
Straight roads across the fens took us to the little town of Woodhall Spa, home of England Golf, and after a second food stop in Bucknall we headed up into the southern end of the Lincolnshire Wolds, nice riding with extensive views back to Lincoln and a few hills to test tired legs.
A strong peloton finished the ride in bright sunshine, crossing the finishing line in just under 6 hours (riding time 5h 17m), having completed 130.5km and 900m of ascent.
This was a sportive arranged by Cycling Weekly, and was one of the best organised sportives we have experienced. 
Note: this ride would have been a nightmare in windy, wet conditions, due to the exposed nature of the roads crossing the fens. The cycling gods were on our side for once!

The usual pre-ride carbo loading session
We opted for the 'standard route,' a mere 130km (81 miles) and 900m of ascent
The wide arable landscapes of north Lincolnshire
Happy chappies at the finish. Thank goodness for fine weather and no wind!
The evidence! Courtesy of Strava.



Monday, 9 May 2016

Acorn Sportive, North Yorkshire - May 2016

A small turn out for this charity sportive on familiar turf for the chaps. 100km, the furthest distance ever for Ade, aka Adrian, and indeed only his third outing on the bike. Chapeau!


The Elite team who rode this sportive: Carlos, Jan, Alberto and new member Ade



Monday, 2 May 2016

Tour de Yorkshire Sportive - May 2016

It is significant that the principal pictures taken on this adventure were those related to carbo loading before the event and rehydration after it.

A good turn out from the Club - Jan, Carlos, Joaquin, Stewie, Mario, Alansandro and Fabian all riding, sumptuously hosted by Mr and Mrs Johntador in Sheriff Hutton. Apologies for absence were accepted, amidst hoots of derision, from Heyddie, who had engaged in a Tough Mudder event just to avoid climbing a few small Yorkshire hills. We await photographic proof of this folly.

The day before the main event, we had a quick canter around the lanes north of York, a modest 35km leg-stretch before sampling some local Yorkshire ale and enjoying a fine dinner at Chateau Johntador. The volume of red wine consumed was an impressive effort by all concerned, further reserves called up when some splendid cheese carefully selected by Mrs Ulrichard was presented ahead of some wonderful bread & butter pudding.



An early start the following morning was a pleasure for all, especially Stewie, and we made our way to the Open Air Theatre in Scarborough for the start, finally getting away at about 0720. A cold wind propelled us northwards, with some early tests on hills which split our little team into two groups just after the first feed station near Staindale Lake on Dalby Forest Drive. We enjoyed customary Tour de Yorkshire hospitality here...cold potatoes dipped in salt being especially welcome...
Following the excessive consumption of potatoes, some members of the squad found subsequent hills rather trying, so the group again split into two, with one breakaway rider deciding he needed to move even faster just to keep warm. You start to feel the cold more with age some say...
The only action pictures from the day came from the organisers, who compared all the rider's efforts on the Harwood Dale Climb (1.3km, average gradient 7.4%) with professional David Millar's time (Ed: Modesty precludes publication of individual times).

Fabian
Jan
Carlos

Mario
Alansandro

The Pratt clan generously helped Mario after bonking just before the second feed stop. This was in a particularly impressive setting, a muddy farm entrance covered in mud and cow shit, but the compensation came from another generous helping of stone cold potatoes (although the salt was particularly good) and surprise, surprise, some mini Yorkshire puddings, somewhat mangled and chilled to match the potatoes. Impressive.
Anyway, enough of potatoes, easy riding after this indulgence, although riding into strong winds after Filey was a low point.
But Scarborough was quickly reached, with the final climb to Oliver's Mount particularly enjoyed by all.
The day finished with rehydration (for the seniors) in the newly refurbished Highwayman Inn in Sheriff Hutton, followed by further forced feeding back at Chateau Johntador. Roast lamb with all the trimmings rounded the weekend off splendidly.
Well done all!




Stats: according to one Strava recording: 119km and 1373m of ascent, average 20.4km/h. and another, including the return ride, uphill, to the rider's car park: 121.3km, 1878m of ascent, average speed 22.3km/h. Who knows, but a 500m climb back to the car park seems a little excessive?!



Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Tuscany - September 2015

Hot sunshine welcomed three members of the senior team on arrival in Pisa, a most pleasing change from the miserable weather in the UK. A swift transfer brought us to the comfortable Hotel San Marco just to the north of the fortified town of Lucca. There followed an evening foray into the old city, enclosed by ramparts 4km in length... a lively spot, the locals all promenading for their Saturday night out, enjoying ice cream, plenty of retail therapy, and spilling out of noisy bars. We had been recommended a particular restaurant, famed for traditional Tuscan cuisine (which turned out to be huge steaks), so plenty of protein was consumed in preparation for our week's riding in the hills of Tuscany.



                 

Our first day on the bikes took us north west towards the coastal plain, before heading eastwards into the Apaun Alps, attractive wooded hills scarred in places by huge marble quarries. Thankfully, the roads quietened after the initial 30km, and we headed steadily uphill at an average gradient of around 5%, bringing us, eventually, to Castelnuovo di Garfagnana. Great cycling on beautifully surfaced roads for the most part, the team all enjoying big sweeping descents along the way, even the President! Our destination for the night was Bagni di Lucca, a small town spread out along a valley, and good food was enjoyed in the main part of the town (recommend the Circolo dei Forestieri for friendly service and fine food), about 1km from our accommodation, this time a little more rustic than Lucca, but adequate for our needs. The day's stats: 103km, 1562m of ascent. A good start!







Our second day took us to Florence, another long ride with two distinct hills to climb en route. 
The first ascent took up through wooded hills, affording some respite from the heat, and, once again, we enjoyed great road surfaces and empty roads, making descents a real joy. However, the middle section of the ride took us through a couple of busy towns, Monsummano Termi in particular, reminding us that we were to face the outskirts of Florence later in the day. There were a few diversions on the way, not least the massive statue of Pinocchio in the town of Collodi, home of the creator.
But then another hill to climb after a quick cafĆ© stop, this time steeper at the start and now very hot. Different landscapes now, rolling countryside, with huge views all around, the mountains we passed through the day before to the northwest, and the classic undulating terrain of Tuscany to the south, the land now covered in olive trees, vines bearing the grapes of a future Chiant Classico, and fields of maize and sunflowers. Very pretty indeed. 
And then we entered the suburbs of Florence, 20km of urban riding, requiring some nerve and lots of concentration...the impatience of some motorists leading to some very close pass-bys, and we were all very conscious of being 'doored' at any moment. Thankfully, the Garmin did its job admirably, our arrival at the Hotel de la Ville very close to the centre easier than expected. Although this is a comfortable hotel, the reception from the two women manning the desk on our arrival was distinctly unhelpful (revenge will follow through Trip Advisor!) but we were soon enjoying the sights of this bustling city, an excellent restaurant providing fine seafood and most excellent wine. All is well with the world! Stats for the day: 98.4km and 1296m of ascent.











                     


Of course, after two days of cycling, we didn't really deserve a rest, but we took a day out anyway. A good walk around the town, taking in the some   of the iconic sights, the Duomo, the Uffizi Galłery, the Ponte Vecchio, Palazza Pitti and the Palazza Vecchio. In order to ensure good cycling performance on the days to follow we had a long lunch, a rather splendid affair on the terrace of the Hotel Savoy overlooking the tourist hordes invading the impressive Plaza de la Reublica. A local Pinot Grigio and a fine Chiant Classico Riserva fitted the bill nicely!

                    

                    




                                                         





                       


                     

                         

                     

                     

The following day all three of us were keen to get back on the bikes and out into the Tuscan countryside once again. The Garmin did its job well and we were soon out of the manic streets of rush hour Florence, across the Arno river and into the first of many hills that were to tax us all the way to San Gimignano. 
The route first took us directly south, and we entered Chianti country proper, rolling hills filled with olive groves and vines, grand houses on hill tops, stands of cypress trees and sweeping roads with great surfaces to take us safely through the region. After some fairly busy tracts of road, mainly tourist traffic now, we had a a quick coffee stop and then took much quieter roads through the very attractive hilltop towns of Radda in Chianti and Castellina in Chianti. Great riding, cool and windy on the higher elevations but very hot as we swept down into the valley bottoms. Turning west, we passed through Colle di Val d'Elsa and on to Castel San Gimignano, our legs now tiring with new hills to climb at every turn. Then a final 12km northwards to the famous hill town of San Gimignano and a few descents to enjoy with the inevitable climb back up at the end. Exhausting work, so we were greatly relieved to reach our accommodation for the next two nights, the well-appointed and family run Hotel da Graziano, just to the south of the town centre. 
The day's stats...103.8km and a merit worthy 1762m of ascent. 
Needless to say, a few beers were enjoyed before venturing up to the towers and fortifications of San Gimignano, still busy with tourists but very atmospheric as the last vestiges of the sun disappeared over the horizon. A good meal from a restaurant with great views south, reminding us of the challenges ahead the next day!







        


Our fourth day on the bike followed a circuit from our base in San Gimignano, taking us south once again to Castel San Gimignano and along about 20km of a fairly busy road with uneven surfaces in places, demanding a lot of effort and concentration. We then reached the castellated fortress town of Volterra, after a sustained climb in hot sun, and took a break within the walls of the town. Then on to better roads, northbound now, with a sweeping and fast descent of about 10km, massive views unfolding all around us. Mercifully, the road had a great surface for rolling along, and vehicular traffic virtually disappeared. But what goes down must eventually go up, so a a climb of 460m over about 10km required us to switch our brains off again and grind away up the steady slope, now in hot sunshine. Marvellous views awaited us at the crest of the hill and another series of bumps brought us back to San Gimignano once more. Time to chill! Today's stats: 61.9km and 1,304 vertical metres. 













                                              






And then, suddenly, it's our final day of cycling! Taking a long hill out of San Gimignano we enjoyed quiet roads, good surfaces and massive landscapes for the first 25km or so, with a long series of sweeping descents to bring us into a valley set below some craggy cliffs. It was a right turn here, as decreed in the road book provided to us by Europe Active, that then led us into a little adventure. Basically, the tarmac ended. Facing us was a gravel track, heavily rutted in places, with gradients approaching 15 degrees on some sections. This is MTB country but impossible on a road bike. So, after braving the increasingly treacherous surface for a few hundred metres we were all forced to dismount and walk uphill in very hot sunshine for over a kilometre. Emerging at the top we found ourselves in Toiano, a tiny hamlet on top of the cliffs and the initial descent on a very poor surface, steep in places, along a narrow ridge, focused the mind somewhat. 
But we were soon on to a decent surface again, albeit on a very narrow lane, and a long undulating route took us across a series of interconnecting ridges, with stunning views in all directions. At 60km we took a brief lunch stop just north of Pomadera before cranking out the last 20km into Lucca once again. Stats for the day: 80.8km, of 985m of ascent and 1253m of descent.
The normal rehydration routine was then put into action, followed by a good dinner in the old town. A great way to finish off another good week of cycling adventures. Stats for the whole week: 455.5km (about 280 miles), ascent 6,909m.
And some final words of thanks. First, to Alberto, the Club Treasurer, who provided remote accounting services for us. We all missed your 'herumphing' dear boy! 
And, finally, to Jan, who took on the task of organising this 'più accettabile' trip. Well done chaps!