The feedback and response I’d had to this cycling venture, especially on Twitter, had been encouraging and much further reaching than I could have hoped for at such an early stage.

With nearly 30 Twitter followers in a few short weeks, a steady stream of views on the blog and a ride planned, I had plenty to celebrate. However, would this initial mini buzz of interest actually translate into rides? This had been my main quandary in the week leading up to the inaugural Allez Prestwich ride.

“Build it and they’ll come”. The hugely famous quote from Costner’s baseball-ghost-farm film, was a quote I’d been reminding myself of throughout the week, a little part of me getting carried away that I’d roll up on Saturday morning to scores of Prestwich cyclists, sardined into the little gateway that attempts to guard St Mary’s Flower Park from the madness of Bury New Road. Back in the real world I knew this was unlikely, but hoped if I could meet a couple of new people then it really would have been a successful couple of weeks.

I’d already mentioned the ride to a few close friends that I ride with anyway, so hoped I would have some company but even that was not certain.
The night before the ride I received some responses from a few of the aforementioned twitter followers. Unfortunately they’d not be able to make it but would be up for future rides. Rather than feel deflated, I actually felt buoyed. The blog site and the Twitter feed were working and, looking at the bios of the people who are following the club, it was the kind of crowd that I hoped existed and would benefit from the type of club I’ve setup.

So, onto the day of the actual ride. I’d not heard anything from Gavin or Craig, the two mates I’d mentioned earlier, so as I scoffed my weetabix and guzzled my espresso, I was beginning to think I was going to be flying solo. Fear not, Gav had got slightly lost on the way and Craig got delayed by a broken elevator, having to cart his bike down from the eighth floor of his apartment building!

Craig’s snazzy new cycling jazz pants were a real show stopper early doors, so I must give him credit for the early pick me up.

Craigy's jazz pants
Craigy’s jazz pants

We set out from St Mary’s Flower Park and head out to Bury Old Road, ensuring we could cycle up the side of Heaton Park so it was a little more scenic before we hit Radcliffe. Up from Radcliffe, we head to Ainsworth and onto Bury. Nothing really to report at this stage, you’re just steadily climbing and descending, the way you do quite often around North Manchester/Lancashire way.

Once we got to the big roundabout where the Bury B&Q is, we took a left as though we were going to Tottington, but then branched an immediate left in order to head up to Walshaw.

We spotted a newsagents and took the opportunity to get a quick choccy bar in to get the blood sugar nice and high before we started the hillier parts of the route. In hindsight it was a good job, as this section – shows as ‘Elton to Affetside via Walshaw’ on Strava – is a real grinder; almost constantly uphill, mixing shallower and steeper sections, it’s one you’ve just got to grind out and get your head down.

Craig and I got to the summit of this 3 mile climb a little quicker than Gav, so we pulled over to the side of the road and noticed a little something on a car number plate that allowed us to pass a little time while we waited for Gav to catch up.

I cry
I cry
Craig cry
Craig cry

Gav caught up and on we went. Things started to get quite foggy, and a little colder, as we were much higher up now. It lent a really eerie quality which was actually quite beautiful.

We passed a village gridlock situation. A 4×4 and a bus had met in the narrow road and neither seemed to want to give way. A crazy tense situation. Sneaking round the potentially explosive gridlock situation on our bikes, we descended down towards Hawkshaw before taking a sharp right to head back up to Tottington.

We had a decent descent around this point, which allowed a little bit of recovery in the legs before the final bit of climbing of the day. I’d purposefully left in the little teaser of Lumb Carr Road from my reccy ride (see previous blog post) to get a nice bit of elevation on the ride and to provide a nice little test for whoever joined the route. Gav’s back was playing up a little, so it was left for me and Craig to toil to the top of the Holcombe climb. We had a little breather, a chat about the climb and why we loved cycling so much and then cruised back down the hill to pick up Gav and head off home.

Home was just a steady cruise back along the A56. All in all a great ride with good mates. Just like the Allez Prestwich tagline says “Good rides, better company”. I can’t wait for the next one, hopefully with a few new faces.

Here’s the Strava link from the ride.

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