We didn’t have time for a long ride today.Rather uncharacteristically we had both slept in until nearly 10.30, the last time I slept that late in the day was before I had children, I felt as though the day was gone! Aiden also had to leave for up north late afternoon, so we rode down to Walsall and then up to Chasewater along NCN54.
It’s been a while since I rode the NCN from Walsall and was disappointed to note that the surface between Mill Lane LNR and Rushall has deteriorated further, being a potholed mess with deep puddles and no way of avoiding going through them and whatever they may contain. Once again I reflected on the fact that Sustrans seems to spend money anywhere but Walsall. Instead of putting up all those unnecessary and silly signs all around Chasewater, informing you that you are NOT on the NCN, how about filling in a few holes, closer to Ryecroft instead?
As we made our way back along the canal tow path to Aldridge I was struck by the wonderful clarity of light that we get at this time of the year and how clear and beautiful the reflections were in the canal. So no, I’m not taking upside down photographs but pictures of reflections! When I rode this way last week before all the rain, the water in the canal was so clear that you could see everything lying on the bottom. I presume the reflections are aided not just by the wonderful light but also by the clarity of the water?
Another annoyance to the ride today was to arrive at Northywood Bridge to discover that the tow path had been closed. I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that work had begun on the embankments and tow path between there and Aldridge Wharf Bridge, so I fully understand why these works need to be undertaken and how necessary they are but is it too much to ask that a little bit prior warning could be given, say a notice at Catshill Junction?
Our final stop was to pay our respects at the cenotaph in Aldridge. That second name down is my Great Uncle. I don’t go to the ceremonies held due to the heavy reliance on the C of E and it being a clerical service. Sorry but the organised church just don’t do it for me and I am also aware that many of the soldiers from the Commonwealth who died fighting for the so called Mother Country and Allies, were not Christian. I’ve never understood why we cannot have a non-religious service of remembrance that is open and welcoming to all, whatever their beliefs including those who have no beliefs at all.
I’m a bit moaning minnie today, sorry, despite all that sleep I’m absolutely bushed!
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