Garmin, you’re a useless piece of junk

I have a Garmin edge 1000. The princely sum of £450 for something on the handlebars that has a worse touch screen than a first generation mobile.

I was already unimpressed with its ability to lose track of all satellites or sensors, to not be able to route from one station to another in central London or to reroute through the middle of pedestrianised town centres of you deviate for a closed road, not what you need in a hurry.

Now after going out in the rain for the first time, with the rubber bung in place over the port the whole time and drying out before being plugged in, it won’t see the charging cable and has gone flat, probably forever.

I don’t even see how to get a repair sorted on the support site.

Seriously, it’s junk.


I’ve been preoccupied

First, my veloviewer infographic and a couple of screenshots. Then the excuses… 6,478km so far this year after a slow start. It’s tailed off lately but I can revive it I think although the 8000km probably won’t happen.

There’s no list of excuses really. Debbie moved out of her place and into mine a couple of weeks ago and we are still sorting the house out. She already had a lot of furniture and mostly better than mine, let’s just say the guy down the tip knows me well now and the house looks very different.

Actually there is also another I guess. The racing got a bit busier. Here we are at cadwell a few weeks back, the action photo I just realised is from the meeting before but you get the idea.

Yes really. Race winners the last time out. Very good fun, and yes a beard now.

Busy couple of weeks

I’m about 150km behind target cycling for the year. I’m aiming for 8050km – I know the 50km seems odd but it makes 5,000 miles – I’ve been working weekends and night shifts which complicate life. On the plus side they’ll pay the bills.

With the nights getting darker earlier and colder the evening riding isn’t looking so attractive, who wants to go 50km in the dark while getting wet?.. but I had a lieu day Monday so got a daylight ride in while I could.

Not too horrendous. You can find me on Strava here by the way..

A great day out..

You know those ideas that seem great at the time, then just before the event not so much. It was one of those.
A fellow member of the London Brompton club has a cycling challenge ongoing at work and needed to get some more miles in. Would anyone like to join him on a 150-200km jaunt on Bromptons?
Being of the school of thought that adventures only ever happen when you say “yes” I dived in.
So, there we were 8am Sunday morning about to ride 200km, 3 Bromptons and one roadie starting from “Look Mum No Hands”, a cycling cafe workshop place in Old Street.

After about 20km we came to a roundabout near high beech when the roadie following up the back was rear ended by a cyclist not connected with us. He wasn’t moving and yet the guy that rear ended him said it was his own fault. Explain that if you can. This broke his rear disc so we unbolted his caliper to get him mobile to the local station and carried on.

The rest of the ride was relatively uneventful but the scenery was amazing, through Epping and up to Great Dunmow. I have never seen so many thatched roofs in one day, or dead squirrels at the side of the road.

We had a lunch and tea break about 11am, the Brompton being the usual conversation starter with other cyclists at what seems a popular cyclists tea shop.
Please note, real tea with strainer!

A bit later in there was a pub stop, which we left after just the one pint – just as the pub was closing at 5pm, whoever heard of that in this day and age?! Strange things happen In The country.

We eventually returned back at 9pm to “Look Mum No Hands” for a couple of quick ciders befire heading off our own ways. Tired but grateful for a superb days weather and great riding.

And that was that.. 204km in 10h riding, 13 hours jaunt.. loved it.

No work til Tuesday

Deb is out of hospital but still out of action for a while, so I’ve taken some time off work to help her get sorted at home a bit.

Before that though, there’s always time for a quick spin out on the bike. I’m going to take the road bike out for a couple of hours but I’m definitely taking a Brompton with me to hers in case I don’t get back for a day or five.

Probably Bertie (the red one), current favourite – S6L – although practicality dictates it should be Bessie (the black one – M3R) as she has the rack, the higher bars that a T bag fits for going shopping and flat/clipless combined pedals. A nice decision to be faced with..