This evening I went on the Mascot Cycles ride for the first time in months. Seems that it has changed a bit, a lot of the faces I knew aren’t there anymore, and the people that are there are there for a more serious ride. The first lap was gentle enough, but as soon as we turned around the roundabout for the second, off they went, harder than I could keep up. There doesn’t seem to be a slow bunch either, so you either keep up, or ride around in the cold and dark by yourself. I was hungry, I was cold, I wasn’t really fit enough, so I pulled the pin at two and a half laps and came home!
Getting to the start was a challenge. I decided to ride along the floating bike track around Burnley, a path that I’ve never ridden along before. After almost running into the river, into the concrete pillars, into trees and off the path, I can recommend that unknown bike paths be ridden in daylight first!
