ChezCheese:)
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Yes, for me, a marathon (26mi) is plenty.
Our Rides in Words, Photos & Videos
kahn
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Today with a predicted high in the mid-80's, I left the house at about 7:40 and was home about two hours later and it was already 81F. Did my usual loop of approx 16 miles and 700 feet. Tide was slightly out and Leif was his stoic Nordic self. Dogs have their own part of the signage. I finished up the day with.... surprise...
Golden Gardens, once again
A stoic, Nordic son.
Dogs in this neck of the woods can read:
Ala, Marx Brothers, A Night at the opera, well, an afternoon, anyway. But note the bike reflection
A water feature in a City that has more than its share of water.
The Opera House
And usually, the curtain is down but it was up and the stage was set up like a giant billboard. It showed different things as the production went on. And the background haystack opened to reveal an army jeep.
Golden Gardens, once again
A stoic, Nordic son.
Dogs in this neck of the woods can read:
Ala, Marx Brothers, A Night at the opera, well, an afternoon, anyway. But note the bike reflection
A water feature in a City that has more than its share of water.
The Opera House
And usually, the curtain is down but it was up and the stage was set up like a giant billboard. It showed different things as the production went on. And the background haystack opened to reveal an army jeep.
Prairie Dog
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Saskatchewan River Crossing to Bow Summit
It was a little over a year ago when my better half and I last rode up to Bow Lake in hope of seeing some spectacular scenery along this stretch of the Icefields Parkway. At 2093 meters (6866 ft), Bow Summit is the second highest paved highway in the country next to the Highwood Pass at 2206 meters (7237 ft). Last year's trip to Bow could be one to easily forget as smoke from the BC fires blew in and pretty well scuttled the epic views that we had come to expect. It also made breathing difficult at times particularly on the climbs up towards the Lake.
Fast forward a year later and what a difference as we were rewarded to a smoke free second ride along this scenic area in the Canadian Rockies. We weren’t going to gripe about the stiff headwinds or the fact that the summer holiday traffic was dreadful. The sun was shining bright and we were not going to be denied. A stopover at Peyto Lake was also in the plan as we missed out on visiting this spot last year due to the road being closed as a result of construction enhancements being done to its viewing areas.
The drive to our starting point at Saskatchewan River Crossing was almost 3 hours away and to get back in timely fashion an early wake up call was essential. Unfortunately, we got off to a rather late start and by the time we had arrived it there it was almost 12 noon. We quickly saddled up on got on our way. The scenery quickly changed from the drab surroundings at the Crossing to towering snow capped peaks as we approached Waterfowl Lake.
We settled on a pull out just above the lake and snacked on munchies while admiring the view in front as well as behind our grassy perch.
I brought along a RE just in case but neither of us had bothered to use it so I ended up having to haul around this 2 ½ lb brick for the remainder of the ride.
Shortly after, we arrived at waterfowl lake and it was as pristine as we had imagined it. A few lucky souls were on the water enjoying the spoils of the day. Nothing beats spending time with friends and family.
A bit more climbing before we reach the road up to the Peyto Lake lookout and Bow Summit.
The fireweed along the Peyto road was in vivid bloom.
One of the highlights of this ride was the viewpoint above the vibrant blue glacial fed Peyto Lake and the magnificent backdrop of the Waputik Range. Glacial rock flour suspended in the water is what gives the lake its turquoise coloration and is a must see if you are ever in the area. As expected, the viewing platforms were packed with visitors each clamoring for a prime spot to take selfies. Can’t say that I blame them.
We stayed at Peyto long enough to snap a few pics and then we were off to the final destination, Bow Lake and the Crowfoot Glacier.
Another spectacular view from the road as we approach Bow Lake.
We were expecting it to be a frenzy considering that it was peak tourist season so it didn’t come as a surprise to see the road into the lake lined with vehicles and even more congestion as we rode in closer to the Lodge.
We pushed our bikes further down one of the walking trails away from the maddening crowds and settled our butts down on a blanket of soft moss. Not a bad view considering.
All of the picnic tables closer to the lodge were occupied but when it comes to snacking al fresco, we require little space as our dietary needs are quite simply put, minimal. There should be an apple in the pic but I had already eaten it. We also supplement our rides with gels and chews and find that they provide a convenient energy boost.
We made our way out from Bow Lake and carried on further down the road towards an enhanced view of the lake and the Crowfoot Glacier.
Heading back to base, we bade a fond farewell to this beautiful section of the Icefields Parkway.
As we neared the end of our ride, we decided to take it a bit further and cycle the last few kms east along the David Thompson Highway. A few minutes down the road we encountered a mama bear and her three cubs no doubt scouting the area for food. Not wanting to disturb them any more than necessary, we hightailed it and rode back to finish up the ride where it all started at The Crossing.
It was a little over a year ago when my better half and I last rode up to Bow Lake in hope of seeing some spectacular scenery along this stretch of the Icefields Parkway. At 2093 meters (6866 ft), Bow Summit is the second highest paved highway in the country next to the Highwood Pass at 2206 meters (7237 ft). Last year's trip to Bow could be one to easily forget as smoke from the BC fires blew in and pretty well scuttled the epic views that we had come to expect. It also made breathing difficult at times particularly on the climbs up towards the Lake.
Fast forward a year later and what a difference as we were rewarded to a smoke free second ride along this scenic area in the Canadian Rockies. We weren’t going to gripe about the stiff headwinds or the fact that the summer holiday traffic was dreadful. The sun was shining bright and we were not going to be denied. A stopover at Peyto Lake was also in the plan as we missed out on visiting this spot last year due to the road being closed as a result of construction enhancements being done to its viewing areas.
The drive to our starting point at Saskatchewan River Crossing was almost 3 hours away and to get back in timely fashion an early wake up call was essential. Unfortunately, we got off to a rather late start and by the time we had arrived it there it was almost 12 noon. We quickly saddled up on got on our way. The scenery quickly changed from the drab surroundings at the Crossing to towering snow capped peaks as we approached Waterfowl Lake.
We settled on a pull out just above the lake and snacked on munchies while admiring the view in front as well as behind our grassy perch.
I brought along a RE just in case but neither of us had bothered to use it so I ended up having to haul around this 2 ½ lb brick for the remainder of the ride.
Shortly after, we arrived at waterfowl lake and it was as pristine as we had imagined it. A few lucky souls were on the water enjoying the spoils of the day. Nothing beats spending time with friends and family.
A bit more climbing before we reach the road up to the Peyto Lake lookout and Bow Summit.
The fireweed along the Peyto road was in vivid bloom.
One of the highlights of this ride was the viewpoint above the vibrant blue glacial fed Peyto Lake and the magnificent backdrop of the Waputik Range. Glacial rock flour suspended in the water is what gives the lake its turquoise coloration and is a must see if you are ever in the area. As expected, the viewing platforms were packed with visitors each clamoring for a prime spot to take selfies. Can’t say that I blame them.
We stayed at Peyto long enough to snap a few pics and then we were off to the final destination, Bow Lake and the Crowfoot Glacier.
Another spectacular view from the road as we approach Bow Lake.
We were expecting it to be a frenzy considering that it was peak tourist season so it didn’t come as a surprise to see the road into the lake lined with vehicles and even more congestion as we rode in closer to the Lodge.
We pushed our bikes further down one of the walking trails away from the maddening crowds and settled our butts down on a blanket of soft moss. Not a bad view considering.
All of the picnic tables closer to the lodge were occupied but when it comes to snacking al fresco, we require little space as our dietary needs are quite simply put, minimal. There should be an apple in the pic but I had already eaten it. We also supplement our rides with gels and chews and find that they provide a convenient energy boost.
We made our way out from Bow Lake and carried on further down the road towards an enhanced view of the lake and the Crowfoot Glacier.
Heading back to base, we bade a fond farewell to this beautiful section of the Icefields Parkway.
As we neared the end of our ride, we decided to take it a bit further and cycle the last few kms east along the David Thompson Highway. A few minutes down the road we encountered a mama bear and her three cubs no doubt scouting the area for food. Not wanting to disturb them any more than necessary, we hightailed it and rode back to finish up the ride where it all started at The Crossing.
fooferdoggie
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man the color of that lake is so great.
fooferdoggie
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a simple state park just trail through the forrest. 3 miles each way. but its 15 miles to get to it. we sued to be too tired or the weather too bad to get to the end this is the first time.
Prairie Dog
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No idea of this travel company’s credentials but they voted Peyto Lake as the most eye-catching wonder of the world last year. No doubt in my mind that it is one stunning looker.
Banff, Alta. lake named most eye-catching wonder of the world by travel company
A luxury travel company has placed a popular Banff lake at the top of its list of most eye-catching natural wonders.
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Readytoride
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Hot hot hot
The heat and humidity of the typical Virginia summer continues to roll over us unabated. And, as always, the only time for any decent riding is early in the morning, removing any chance for a leisurely breakfast.
Both the Vado and the Gazelle have been getting decent workouts of 20 to 30 miles these past few weeks, and the landscapes we cruise through have continued to retain their deep summer colors thanks to the relentless, random late afternoon thunder storms that seem to pop up out of nowhere, drenching everything in their path before they mysteriously disappear just as randomly. In some cases the storms fail to disappear, but instead intensify to magnificent proportions, pummeling any villages, towns and any city in their path, causing floods of epic TV news proportions.
Morning rides tend to see nothing of the storms, lots more of the dawn fogs, and cooler air.
The gravel roads offer a wonderful respite from the hot sun with endless miles of tree shade, thick and deep.
Of course there is always a chance one will meet the road crews out grooming the roads. In those cases I'm happy to give way by parking in a convenient driveway while the massive equipment trundles down the road, scrapping gravel into a neat center pile as it levels first one lane of the road before turning around at the end of the road to return while scraping the other lane.
Posing at an old railroad crossing for a photo opp.
The paved roads are glorious when the mornings are delivered wrapped in a cooling fog thick enough to block the summer sun and subsequent heat, and before there is any measurable traffic. On days like this it is fun to really rocket down the road like a 10 year old on a sugar high, watching the speedometer hit the maximum 28 mile assist, and then creeping just a bit over that from sheer human power alone.
No, this route sign is not confusing at all. Not one little bit. <sarcasm>
As the summer days begin to wane, and autumn turns the pages of the calendar to begin the annual harvest of both home gardens and farm fields, the endless hay rolls dotting the open fields, and stacked bales of hay at accessible corners of the freshly shorn fields, are the resident reminders that the changing seasons have begun.
The corn is now a green carpet reaching sky high and stretching over hundreds of acres. It still has two more months to mature and turn to dry yellow stalks before it is ready to be harvested. By then the summer days will be memories, and the chill of late autumn winds will weave through the fields of dried corn stalks to animate them into creating an orchestra of spooky, crinkling music .
The hunt jumps have been cleaned and mowed in preparation for cubbing season which begins in a few weeks. The hounds are being roaded (exercised on the gravel roads with the huntsman and staff on horseback) so that the older hounds are fit to start hunting as soon as the season begins, and the "young entry" (last year's puppies) get their first education on learning how to be a member of the pack.
For some trees this summer has been one of live-or-die storms and heat stress. Some, having lived for decades in leafy splendor, are coming to the end of their days, but still standing tall and proud.
For the next several days the heavy 90°+ summer heat and oppressive humidity will continue to be a plague before we see a glimmer of more agreeable temperatures and the opportunity to have a leisurely breakfast before hopping on the bike for a countryside ride.
The charity bike rides will be starting up soon as well, so there is that to look forward to as well as the cooler weather.
The heat and humidity of the typical Virginia summer continues to roll over us unabated. And, as always, the only time for any decent riding is early in the morning, removing any chance for a leisurely breakfast.
Both the Vado and the Gazelle have been getting decent workouts of 20 to 30 miles these past few weeks, and the landscapes we cruise through have continued to retain their deep summer colors thanks to the relentless, random late afternoon thunder storms that seem to pop up out of nowhere, drenching everything in their path before they mysteriously disappear just as randomly. In some cases the storms fail to disappear, but instead intensify to magnificent proportions, pummeling any villages, towns and any city in their path, causing floods of epic TV news proportions.
Morning rides tend to see nothing of the storms, lots more of the dawn fogs, and cooler air.
The gravel roads offer a wonderful respite from the hot sun with endless miles of tree shade, thick and deep.
Of course there is always a chance one will meet the road crews out grooming the roads. In those cases I'm happy to give way by parking in a convenient driveway while the massive equipment trundles down the road, scrapping gravel into a neat center pile as it levels first one lane of the road before turning around at the end of the road to return while scraping the other lane.
Posing at an old railroad crossing for a photo opp.
The paved roads are glorious when the mornings are delivered wrapped in a cooling fog thick enough to block the summer sun and subsequent heat, and before there is any measurable traffic. On days like this it is fun to really rocket down the road like a 10 year old on a sugar high, watching the speedometer hit the maximum 28 mile assist, and then creeping just a bit over that from sheer human power alone.
No, this route sign is not confusing at all. Not one little bit. <sarcasm>
As the summer days begin to wane, and autumn turns the pages of the calendar to begin the annual harvest of both home gardens and farm fields, the endless hay rolls dotting the open fields, and stacked bales of hay at accessible corners of the freshly shorn fields, are the resident reminders that the changing seasons have begun.
The corn is now a green carpet reaching sky high and stretching over hundreds of acres. It still has two more months to mature and turn to dry yellow stalks before it is ready to be harvested. By then the summer days will be memories, and the chill of late autumn winds will weave through the fields of dried corn stalks to animate them into creating an orchestra of spooky, crinkling music .
The hunt jumps have been cleaned and mowed in preparation for cubbing season which begins in a few weeks. The hounds are being roaded (exercised on the gravel roads with the huntsman and staff on horseback) so that the older hounds are fit to start hunting as soon as the season begins, and the "young entry" (last year's puppies) get their first education on learning how to be a member of the pack.
For some trees this summer has been one of live-or-die storms and heat stress. Some, having lived for decades in leafy splendor, are coming to the end of their days, but still standing tall and proud.
For the next several days the heavy 90°+ summer heat and oppressive humidity will continue to be a plague before we see a glimmer of more agreeable temperatures and the opportunity to have a leisurely breakfast before hopping on the bike for a countryside ride.
The charity bike rides will be starting up soon as well, so there is that to look forward to as well as the cooler weather.
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DiggyGun
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Readytoride
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It's a pink flasher. The red flasher is on the rear.
DiggyGun
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In the UK, we are only allowed Red at the rear and White at the front.
Chargeride
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I met the guy who pours the blue paint in every night.Saskatchewan River Crossing to Bow Summit
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It was a little over a year ago when my better half and I last rode up to Bow Lake in hope of seeing some spectacular scenery along this stretch of the Icefields Parkway. At 2093 meters (6866 ft), Bow Summit is the second highest paved highway in the country next to the Highwood Pass at 2206 meters (7237 ft). Last year's trip to Bow could be one to easily forget as smoke from the BC fires blew in and pretty well scuttled the epic views that we had come to expect. It also made breathing difficult at times particularly on the climbs up towards the Lake.
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Fast forward a year later and what a difference as we were rewarded to a smoke free second ride along this scenic area in the Canadian Rockies. We weren’t going to gripe about the stiff headwinds or the fact that the summer holiday traffic was dreadful. The sun was shining bright and we were not going to be denied. A stopover at Peyto Lake was also in the plan as we missed out on visiting this spot last year due to the road being closed as a result of construction enhancements being done to its viewing areas.
The drive to our starting point at Saskatchewan River Crossing was almost 3 hours away and to get back in timely fashion an early wake up call was essential. Unfortunately, we got off to a rather late start and by the time we had arrived it there it was almost 12 noon. We quickly saddled up on got on our way. The scenery quickly changed from the drab surroundings at the Crossing to towering snow capped peaks as we approached Waterfowl Lake.
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We settled on a pull out just above the lake and snacked on munchies while admiring the view in front as well as behind our grassy perch.
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I brought along a RE just in case but neither of us had bothered to use it so I ended up having to haul around this 2 ½ lb brick for the remainder of the ride.
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Shortly after, we arrived at waterfowl lake and it was as pristine as we had imagined it. A few lucky souls were on the water enjoying the spoils of the day. Nothing beats spending time with friends and family.
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A bit more climbing before we reach the road up to the Peyto Lake lookout and Bow Summit.
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The fireweed along the Peyto road was in vivid bloom.
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One of the highlights of this ride was the viewpoint above the vibrant blue glacial fed Peyto Lake and the magnificent backdrop of the Waputik Range. Glacial rock flour suspended in the water is what gives the lake its turquoise coloration and is a must see if you are ever in the area. As expected, the viewing platforms were packed with visitors each clamoring for a prime spot to take selfies. Can’t say that I blame them.
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We stayed at Peyto long enough to snap a few pics and then we were off to the final destination, Bow Lake and the Crowfoot Glacier.
Another spectacular view from the road as we approach Bow Lake.
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We were expecting it to be a frenzy considering that it was peak tourist season so it didn’t come as a surprise to see the road into the lake lined with vehicles and even more congestion as we rode in closer to the Lodge.
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We pushed our bikes further down one of the walking trails away from the maddening crowds and settled our butts down on a blanket of soft moss. Not a bad view considering.
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All of the picnic tables closer to the lodge were occupied but when it comes to snacking al fresco, we require little space as our dietary needs are quite simply put, minimal. There should be an apple in the pic but I had already eaten it. We also supplement our rides with gels and chews and find that they provide a convenient energy boost.
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We made our way out from Bow Lake and carried on further down the road towards an enhanced view of the lake and the Crowfoot Glacier.
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Heading back to base, we bade a fond farewell to this beautiful section of the Icefields Parkway.
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As we neared the end of our ride, we decided to take it a bit further and cycle the last few kms east along the David Thompson Highway. A few minutes down the road we encountered a mama bear and her three cubs no doubt scouting the area for food. Not wanting to disturb them any more than necessary, we hightailed it and rode back to finish up the ride where it all started at The Crossing.
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kahn
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It is the underwater light bulbs that need periodic replacement that is the challenge!
We have a few lakes of that color but not that size nor that setting. Most are cirque bound.
RabH
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A perfect day for cyling arrived once again so it was time for another epic ride! I took 3 batteries just to be safe and it was a wise move, as it made me test them out to the limit!
2 of my batteries were almost fully charged but my 3rd battery was only charged to 80%! I set off with the breeze behind me and lots of nice descents to break my legs in for the big climbs ahead, at 25 miles I turned into the breeze and the workout had begun! The next 40 miles was into the 15mph headwind and the climbs came thick and fast!Early morning view of the Ochill Hills!
The River Teith at Doune!
At 50 miles I reached Callander and it was time to change batteries, not quite the 83 miles I achieved on my 162 mile ride! All down to the headwind and climbing of course, I was now very glad I had that 3rd battery in my bag! After Callander I turned off the main road and I was heading past all the lochs that lead to Loch Katrine which was my destination!
Loch Venacher!
Loch Achray!
I reached Loch Katrine at 59 miles and now the real climbs were about to start, with some awesome descents also of course and as it was a Monday the path was pretty quiet for the most part! I wouldn't go near here at the weekend...
The start of Loch Katrine!
Rob Roy III pleasure boat heading back to the dock!
Some of the path round the loch is pretty rough but parts like this make up for it, lovely new tarmac has been laid and it is such a joy to ride these parts!
A little futher along the path, some lovely views of Loch Katrine!
I was now on the south side of the loch and I finally had the breeze at my back, the difference was amazing as the wind had actually picked up a bit now!
Nice views on the south side also!
The loch view at Stronachlachar!
At 80 miles I reached Loch Ard and the beautiful views just continued!
By now my mobile battery was starting to get a bit low so the photos came to an end to conserve my battery! It was time to get my head down and think about my route back home! I reached the village of Thornhill at 92 miles and I had the easy option of heading for Stirling with the wind behind me and not a lot of climbing! Or I could choose the difficult option and head through Kippen and Fintry and tackle the Campsie Hills which go up to over 1100ft from just over 300ft in 4 miles!!
I reached Kippen at 95 miles and changed to my final battery which was only charged to 80%, my thoughts were if I can get over the Campsies with 50% left (which I was confident of making with level 2 assist) I would be fine! I reached the summit with 52% left and I knew I could manage the final 22 miles comfortably with the breeze behind me for quite a few miles! What a fantastic ride that was and I even managed to eclipse my 7500ft of elevation on my 162 mile ride, my best ever at 7881ft! The rest of the week is looking very nice but I will probably just go for some walks and give my old legs a rest! I think I will sleep well tonight!
@Prairie Dog What a brilliant ride that was, well worth the long journey to see spectacular scenery like that! Truly mind blowing!
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Chargeride
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One day were going to have to tell the Scots thats its spelt Lake.View attachment 131626
A perfect day for cyling arrived once again so it was time for another epic ride! I took 3 batteries just to be safe and it was a wise move, as it made me test them out to the limit!
Early morning view of the Ochill Hills!
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The River Teith at Doune!
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At 50 miles I reached Callander and it was time to change batteries, not quite the 83 miles I achieved on my 162 mile ride! All down to the headwind and climbing of course, I was now very glad I had that 3rd battery in my bag! After Callander I turned off the main road and I was heading past all the lochs that lead to Loch Katrine which was my destination!
Loch Venacher!
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Loch Achray!
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I reached Loch Katrine at 59 miles and now the real climbs were about to start, with some awesome descents also of course and as it was a Monday the path was pretty quiet for the most part! I wouldn't go near here at the weekend...
The start of Loch Katrine!
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Rob Roy III pleasure boat heading back to the dock!
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Some of the path round the loch is pretty rough but parts like this make up for it, lovely new tarmac has been laid and it is such a joy to ride these parts!
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A little futher along the path, some lovely views of Loch Katrine!
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I was now on the south side of the loch and I finally had the breeze at my back, the difference was amazing as the wind had actually picked up a bit now!
Nice views on the south side also!
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The loch view at Stronachlachar!
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At 80 miles I reached Loch Ard and the beautiful views just continued!
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By now my mobile battery was starting to get a bit low so the photos came to an end to conserve my battery! It was time to get my head down and think about my route back home! I reached the village of Thornhill at 92 miles and I had the easy option of heading for Stirling with the wind behind me and not a lot of climbing! Or I could choose the difficult option and head through Kippen and Fintry and tackle the Campsie Hills which go up to over 1100ft from just over 300ft in 4 miles!!
I reached Kippen at 95 miles and changed to my final battery which was only charged to 80%, my thoughts were if I can get over the Campsies with 50% left (which I was confident of making with level 2 assist) I would be fine! I reached the summit with 52% left and I knew I could manage the final 22 miles comfortably with the breeze behind me for quite a few miles! What a fantastic ride that was and I even managed to eclipse my 7500ft of elevation on my 162 mile ride, my best ever at 7881ft! The rest of the week is looking very nice but I will probably just go for some walks and give my old legs a rest! I think I will sleep well tonight!
@Prairie Dog What a brilliant ride that was, well worth the long journey to see spectacular scenery like that! Truly mind blowing!
Prairie Dog
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Once again, I can’t say enough about how great it must be to be able to cycle in such awe-inspiring settings so close to home. You are one lucky dude.@Prairie Dog What a brilliant ride that was, well worth the long journey to see spectacular scenery like that! Truly mind blowing!
I think that we’re both blessed to have special places where we can ride and enjoy such wonderful surroundings. Although I must travel further out to get my fix, the ultimate reward for me comes in the form of great memories that I have had over the years cycling with family and friends.
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Who doesn’t love kites on a beach plus the ones that we flew as kids were never that cool!
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