What better way to spend a hot and sunny (cue what a scorcher headlines - yawn) afternoon than cycling along the canal from Aldridge to Birmingham and return?
Got very hot and very sweaty but oh how beautiful the journey was. Sandwell Valley looked positively Mediterranean in the shimmering light and Birmingham looked at it best. Tourists from near and far were enjoying the bars, pubs and cafes along the canal at Gas St, Broad St basins and Brindley Place. We stopped at what I’ve always considered a gem of a place; Canalside and enjoyed a cream tea. We will be returning soon minus bikes to sample the fine selection of ciders they offer.
The whole journey felt very continental. I love it when it’s hot!
This one is for Bob. Spotted today just before Brownhills town centre, Mom swan and just five cygnets. I didn’t see any other swans at all until back by Aldridge marina and that was a solitary adult so it looks as though two of the cygnets have been lost. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news Bob
A short 12 mile ride today along local canals and encompassing Park Lime Pits LNR. It’s the first time for a while I’ve rode alone and so I allowed myself the luxury of stopping often to take photographs. It was a beautiful morning and not too many people were about, which meant I enjoyed the peace and solitude and had time to reflect upon my cycling.
I first cycled in November 2011. Unfortunately Aiden’s accident, horrible winters and ill health have meant that I haven’t always been able to cycle as much as I would have liked to but recently real progress has been made and this week I’ve managed 70 miles. I live in the hope that this can continue and that in the not too distant future I will complete my first 50 miler. It’s been baby steps all the way along but then cycling for the first time just a few months short of my 50th birthday meant I had so much to learn.
I love riding locally and I don’t get bored with the same routes as they change each week, with something different to look at as the seasons progress. We have so much beauty on our doorsteps.
Sunsets don’t get much better than this one. About 9.40 pm tonight, my back garden, perched on an old wooden garden chair, pointing and so grateful to get this