Showing posts with label camping. Show all posts
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Saturday, 24 August 2013

A solo trip: Camping & Cycling in The Chilterns, Day 1

My camping trip down south provided me with two days of amazing cycling. Both days completely contrasting each other.

Arriving late afternoon on Monday, I managed to pitch my tent for 5 (yes that translates as a tent for 2) on my own to enjoy a beautiful and typical Chiltern view. I was worried that the tent may blow down; the campsite was lovely, but stones underneath the top soil meant that nobody on site had managed to get their tent pegs in properly - most of them sticking a good few cms above ground. Thankfully the forecast was for little wind, so I hoped the tent would stay upright, but I tied some guide-ropes onto the fence where I pitched just incase. The tent was still standing when I awoke to pigeon coo sounds at 6am.


By 7am I was ready for my first day's pedalling and I whizzed round some empty lanes down to the bottom of the valley... ten minutes later I started the climb up the other side via wooded bridleways beside fields. A sharp climb out of the woods led me to yet another quick descent on dry, technical chalky ground and I arrived at The Ridgeway (an 87 mile trail that has been used for thousands of years as a traders route).
 


This stretch follows a disused railway through the chalk quarries of the region. I glimpsed parts of the working quarry, but they are fenced off - probably to stop cyclists who on hot summer days think that the waters there look like a good swimming spot (I certainly thought so).





The route took me under the noisy beast of the M4 - it seemed that all the people must have been in their cars there because I'd not seen another person anywhere.







 


My map showed a chevron along a road, so of course, I took that route! This led to a wonderful gentle swooping down through Queen Wood, where I successfully avoided all the nettles!  I headed in a general southerly direction on as many bridleways and farm tracks as I could find that would take me into Henley-on-Thames (my intended lunch stop) at 10.30.
I enjoyed a couple of hours beetling around and eventually picnic-ing by the River Thames in the sunshine before recommencing my ride along the pretty Thames path.



At Hambleden Locks I saw a sign which prompted me to take a detour from the original route plan. I had seen something not mentioned on the map... something beyond another chevron climb!


Anyone who knows me, knows I'm a bit of a wine-o, so a sign for a Winery & Brewery was always going to be a sign I would follow. As I climbed the steep lane in the hot sunshine, I hoped that they would sell glasses to drink rather than bottles to take away (which would not fit in my stuffed pannier).

A tour had just finished and I waited in the cool cellar shop as half a dozen couples purchased cases of booze.
I read the labels and saw that this place has an Appointment of Her Majesty, so I assumed that the Chiltern Valley Winery & Brewery must produce some half decent plonk!


When the tour emptied, I happily discovered that yes I could buy a glass and would I also like some water and crackers to keep me going on my ride!! Usually I'm indecisive, but one glance at the wine list and I knew which I was to drink. This turned out to be their big award winner. And yes, it was very nice. I sat out in the courtyard enjoying my sup and consulting the map after my detour.
The tours here (2 a day) are booked up weeks in advance. Nice to see an independent place doing such good trade these days. I picked up a leaflet about their b&b and a copy of their wine list and headed back into the woods; down into another valley before a double chevron climb up to the next tiny village.

I decided to head back to the campsite rather than extend the ride further. I had a steady 5 miles left over some undulating hills and was tiring with the heat of the day.

Back at the tent; a coffee and slice of bklawa whilst reading Alistair Humphries account of his cycle round the world. Ultimate relaxation.
In the evening I had an hour & a half trek to the shop for some wine before settling in for the night. The tent had stayed up right! I was out like a light by 9.30.


The ride was top notch. Outside Henley-on-Thames I'd seen very few people anywhere. The bridleways were all deserted despite being really good tracks to use. It's a route I'd recommend highly and would love to do it again. 36 miles, 3000ft of ascent with a good mix of off road and lanes.  
The gpx file for the route can be found here 

Day 2 to follow. Nothing like day 1, but still brilliant fun

Wednesday, 5 June 2013

400 miles May

Belated May post (it has been very busy here since we're in the throws of buying a house together).

I cracked the monthly mileage in May. 400 miles is a height I've not hit before. As an off road rider, I tend not to do more than 30 miles in one go, but since I've ventured into the world of Audax, my net has been cast out further to reel more miles in. Although every cyclist knows that road miles and off road miles work very differently and it's hours in the saddle that count.


May ended with a scorching bank holiday camping trip with the Family Friendly section of the Rough-Stuff Fellowship.
Brian organised a wonderful trip to Lazonby in the far north of England. Stephen had previously only experienced a wet camping trip before, so it was good to get dry weather and remember what summers used to feel like.

Two short(ish) beautiful rides with great company in idyllic countryside and with some very quiet roads made for wonderful cycling.
 brian & miriam
Day 1 we climbed to Hartside Summit - it was teaming with motorbikes that blasted along the A-road (we used a rough track to reach the top) and then followed part of the C2C route passing plenty of other bikes en route.

Keith leading a descent
Geoff didnt actually fall off

A lovely evening was spent eating & drinking (& watching bats) on the campsite

Sunday morning was so hot that I couldnt lounge in bed. I went for a swim in the outdoor pool, which was brilliant.

Day 2's ride was an easy flatish ride to Langwathby via woods and the Stone Circle, Long Meg & her Daughters. Very enjoyable to be in some shady trees for part of the ride. We followed the road back, which ran parallel to the River Eden.





Mike & Sylvia took an alternative route

We packed the tent up before the rain came & thought of everyone who had stayed for 3 days of cycling whilst we were dry in the cinema watching Star Trek.

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Peak District Camping

A British bank holiday weekend. I should have known how much it would rain, but I had been lulled into a false sense of security by the recent stunning weather and thus we packed on the optimistic side.
My cycle club, The Rough Stuff Fellowship's annual family friendly camping trip was just south of Buxton in the Peak District. By Saturday night 6 tents and one caravan were errected and we ate cake and chatted in Brian's communal tent.
Then the rain really started!!
I think around sunday into monday's wee hours we probably had a solid 30 hours of heavy rain.  We joined with a neighbouring faction of the group (North Peak South Pennine group) for a ride into Bakewell and along the Monsall Trail - which is beautiful and well worth a trip - an easy ride along an old railway line. Alas due to the amount of precipitation, I didnt take many photos.

A lovely view between tunnels on the Monsall Trail

My feet got so wet that I changed my socks, put carrier bags on and then S found me a new pair of shoes.  Having warm dry feet put the cheeriness back in my peddling after the lunch stop and I started enjoying things a bit more. Next time I'm packing those wet weather shoe covers no matter what the forecast says!!


By Monday the rains had stopped and thankfully the inside of the tent had remained dry!! Then we set off for the Tissington Trail into some sunshine.



The sunshine brought the crowds out and it was slow going on the trail due to the volume of walkers and other cyclists. We carried on to the end of the trail at the cute little town of Ashbourne for lunch.  The return route was to be back on the trail, but Stephen & I decided to extend our route and see a bit more of the area, so along with Eddie we left the main group and headed for Carsington Water.
A lovely ride with stunning views through very pretty tiny villages. It was beautiful. Carsington Water was busy with walkers and midges.

Coming down that hill where those cars are was so much fun!

Carsington Water

After a very big hill we joined the High Peak trail which took us right back to the campsite. We cut the camping trip short by a day since more rain was due. A lovely area that I hope to explore again soon for a longer trip in better weather.

breather after a long climb up to this cycle track.

Tent demolished!