Things ta de, when ya nae cyclin'
Bored, bored, bored, bored.... Did I say JUST how bored Im getting of the white stuff?
Even the Isle of Man did not miss out on this. Normally, if it snows it keeps it's unwelcome self to the heights of the Mountain Road. But not this time. Like many of you out there, we got a dumping of it too. Strangely it only snowed for half an hour, but it was enough to drag the island to a complete stand still, and I ended up with two enforced days off work.
The days off work, would of be brill, had I been able to do some thing with them.
As its been so icy, bike has been locked in the shed. I road last Monday home from work, as the road was freezing up beneath the wheels of the bike and the closeness of the cars as they sped past defeated my flattened confidence. But that was OK. Work is just 4 miles away, if I got up early enough I could easily walk that, and hubby works at the same place, so I could scrounge a lift home.
Set off at 6am, and made my way along the tram lines. There is no pavement on most of the walk into work, and again those close speeding cars – we are not allowed to walk on the tramlines normally, but as they don't run in the winter, I became a rebel with a cause! I was just an hour into the walk, when the glorious moon (didn't need to light my torch) became hidden behind a cloud and the stars (how fab is the night sky when its very frosty?) disappeared. It started to hail at first, then snow fell. Lots of it. By the time I was at work, the barely salted roads were covered in 4 inches of it. Nothing compared to Lancashire, but a lot when your taken by surprise. The caretakers managed to get in at work and by 8am the word was out that all education establishments were closed for the day.
I like walking, but I am not a walker. I have a bad back from a horse accident and frankly the thought of walking back home wasn't that great! But at least it was light. Got a call from hubby, ..'get milk, get sausages'.. – why is it he needs sausages when ever a lie in is the prospect for the day? The 4 mile walk became 14 by lunchtime! Did I say I am no walker?
If you look closely you can see the Cumbrian hills in this next picture, looking like Antarctica in the distance, I expect we looked like an iceberg from over there.
The bridge at Laxey
It was quite nice at first, but today is Saturday and none of the snow has really gone. The roads are clear, except where the black ice lurks and everyone is back at work, but I am really missing my cycling now. Its been a long while since I have not cycled for an entire week. My legs will feel it once Im back in the saddle.
One thing good that came out of the enforced 'rest' days, was that Chas found some time to have a go at repairing my seized brake piston on the mtb. Here is the 'workshop' in the warm....
He has managed to do a temporary job, but at least, should the girls be out tomorrow on a ride, I shall be able to go with them. It seems Ive been riding my mtb with a seized piston for some time! No wonder I struggle to keep up some times, and no wonder the Manx End to End Challenge was so difficult! (Ordering a new brake on Monday!)
I hope the weather breaks soon. We are forecast rain for the next week, lets hope so. Hey, am I hoping it rains? (So long as Jack Frost is on his holidays to see the polar bears that is).
Today, I am making my batches of marmalade. Somehow the bitter oranges managed to arrive in the local supermarkets, even if the island was unable to get about. Not the same as cycling though is it?