Another brompton

There is word in the Crawford household on the acquisition of another brompton…

this is mainly due to the fact that mrs C now says that the brompton is hers. So the other day I had to cycle across town on the pinarello (which is currently for sale) and leave it locked up outside in a creative (read cheap, edgy and just a tad thieving) area of glasgow. The brompton came in for the meeting.
The pinarello was safe but with it gone there is no way I am leaving either of the Ti brides (lynskey cooper road bike or carver Ti 96er roll off mtb) outside. Neither have mudguards and both require clipless shoes …. So spoke to a pal to see if she wants to sell her brompton which is practically unused. It’s black and as much as I would love to give mrs C the red one and acquire a sleek brommie in raw lacquer for myself – I am trying to be practical. (and dare I say economical)

The brompton really is the best bike I have owned for most journeys under 10km and definitely the best in the type of summer weather we have been having lately ……

Just don’t do what Tom did and buy a mezzo folder and regret the purchase with every minute and every pothole ……

riding in the wet

According to the keepers of the cog ….

Rule #5// Harden The Fuck Up

Rule #9 // If you are out riding in bad weather, it means you are a badass. Period.
Fair-weather riding is a luxury reserved for Sunday afternoons and wide boulevards. Those who ride in foul weather – be it cold, wet, or inordinately hot – are members of a special club of riders who, on the morning of a big ride, pull back the curtain to check the weather and, upon seeing rain falling from the skies, allow a wry smile to spread across their face. This is a rider who loves the work.


Today applied – it has been housing down and it was a bit like this picture … in fact just checked stats and 9.8mm of rain fell today ….

rain spray – still cycling

but without the friends the sun and the visibility …

think I was under that red dot

So set off for the campsies and had the fortune of turning right as a monsoonic (I lay claim to this adjective) thunderstorm opened up. Wind was up in these heavier than normal showers so a bit of a balance sometimes staying upright … hit the crow road and had intended to do the crow road and tai-ma-doon of the other day but judging by the water in the river I knew the fjord at Tak would be thigh deep and my bike didn’t need a wash that bad.

route click on this for link to ride on STRAVA

Wasn’t pushing very hard – up the crow was studying the other side of the road for my descent – don’t want to twat myself so close to the austrian holiday …

Heart Rate was steady and never really went very high even on the ascent when i could have pushed a bit harder. Barely glanced at the Polar as I could hardly see my hand on the bar by the time I got to the hill.

Descent was a spray fest so kept it smooth and easy although I think I must have hit the 65kmh max at some smooth point on that descent.

Still a great day out though – came back to the house and stripped at the back door as I was dripping everywhere – I think my rain cape had kept me dry for all of the first 7minutes of the ride …. but what it did do was keep me from getting too cold in the wind so was glad I had it on.

Only crap part of the ride was the arseholes in cars that went past inches away – I had purposely kept my rear light on blink to give a bit of warning but the drivers in Scotland were obviously mourning the lack of summer and were intent on a bit of murder …. as i say arseholes …

Did you HTFU (see rule 5) at any point this week?