Okay, the title. Long winded, I know. Please, keep reading and allow me to explain! Impressed as I was with the largest climb I’d done in one ride, I got it in my head that 4,140 feet of climbing might not be far off a mile and that I could call the next blog post ‘The Mile High Club’. Well it’s not a mile. It’s 0.784091 of a mile.
The monthly ride we run usually commences and concludes in Prestwich but the ride on Saturday 18th was a (very enjoyable) detour from the norm. For 33 years, the 17th April has marked the anniversary of the birth of the wonderful Mr Richard Knox. The last two of those celebrations have now concluded with a brutal ride on the following day. It’s nice to create our own little rituals.