I'd show you my photos but the battery went flat. Got 2 pics before the battery died (I'll add them later when I can download)
Went to do climb No 2 (P3
at Achtuie past Drumnadrochit. So off on the trusty 3 speed via Beauly and Cannich. No way was I going to ride down the side of Loch Ness, monsters do exist and they drive cars. I've had too many close calls there.
It was a perfect day, sunshine, absolutely no rain, and just a little headwind. It was also probably the last day of the year I'll get off with riding in shirtsleeves.
I got 20 miles down the road and my knee started to twinge, by 30 it was painful so I scratched the idea of Achtuie which makes Fail No 2. (I'm good at this notclimbing stuff
).
Instead I went up the hill at Milton, and it's bad enough.
It's had some massaging since I last rode it with a bit of widening here and there. I have form on his hill - I call it Bastard Derailleur Hill from an incident over 50 years ago when my Simplex nylon derailleur simply broke in two. I was dancing on the pedals at the time so the impact of the top tube on my family jewels was considerable. The tears just streamed down my face as I rolled on the ground in foetal position clutching the damaged bits. When I finished feeling sorry for myself, I removed the remains and threw one part into the adjoining field and the other into the burn (derailleur, that is
) and became a singlespeeder.
So 50+ years of that, no knee problems. A few miles with gears, sore knees. Surely a coincidence. The bike is not highly geared so it's not a case of overdoing it.
Raised the saddle which alleviated it, but every now and then I'd yelp at a surprise twinge.
End of the day it was 60 miles with a reasonable amount of climbing.
EDIT: some pics
Glen Cannich
A spot of shepherding.
Oh, and for once, at no point did my bike go offroad.