Monday March 8th 2021 – I was discussing online the other day a local lost stub of a lane that used to be Bullmoor Lane. Bullmoor Lane… Read more “#365daysofbiking Lane’s end”
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#365daysofbiking Greetings from the side street
Monday February 1st 2021 – The year ticks by, faster than I’d have imagined, given the circumstances. My beloved spring will not be far off now. On… Read more “#365daysofbiking Greetings from the side street”
#365daysofbiking Tinseltown in the rain
Wednesday, September 30th 2020 – Unusually of late, I was working over, and came home in the dark, but also it was raining steadily, which felt almost… Read more “#365daysofbiking Tinseltown in the rain”
#365daysofbiking On the spot
January 2nd – Crossing Clayhanger Common on the New Spot Path, it occurred to me suddenly that this was an anniversary for 365daysofbiking. I started this madness… Read more “#365daysofbiking On the spot”
#365daysofbiking Post haste
January 1st – In the grey murk of an overcast, darkening evening, the McLean Way really is more rewarding than one would think: There are delights along… Read more “#365daysofbiking Post haste”
#365daysofbiking Old haunts
July 11th – I had an appointment near Brieley Hill in the morning. The weather was grey and the Stourbridge trains were having a cowturn but I… Read more “#365daysofbiking Old haunts”
#365daysofbiking Iron man:
June 28th – Been a while since I was last at Ironbridge. A long dayride with a companion I don’t ride nearly enough with was great: Miles… Read more “#365daysofbiking Iron man:”
#365daysofbiking A solved mystery
May 18th – Cutting back over Brownhills Common I remembered that I’d not recorded a mystery I solved a couple of months ago (because my photos then… Read more “#365daysofbiking A solved mystery”
#365daysofbiking It must be yew
May 5th – Still suffering, but a cold, grey ride up through Weeford, Whittington and Croxall to keep moving. Passing Shenstone Church on the way, something was… Read more “#365daysofbiking It must be yew”
June 11th – For the first time in absolutely ages, I found myself in Redditch on a business call, and for old times sake I rode through the gorgeous Arrow Valley Park that bisects the town, with the still quaint little hamlet of Ipsley in the centre of it.
I used to come here week in, week out but the customer changed hands and moved out fo that line of business, so I really find myself here now. But it’s still lovely.
But that climb back up from the south of town to the station is still an absolute killer…
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