Dunk and Ian out on the bikes today. Jim and Chris had better plans.
Blowing a gale from the west, so we decided to head towards the Derwent Walk as that was likely to be a bit more sheltered.
So, it was down through Gateshead and onto the cycle path that runs along the Quayside.
Rain!
Ian decided to put on his waterproofs at this time, which was a good idea, as his cycle top was a bit small. Too much bare skin. Not what you want to see.
The Wild Man Of Dunston lurches out of the undergrowth.
This was behind the Rocket and following an old Garden Festival path, but the route was blocked by a security gate, probably because the staithes had burnt down on the other side.
So, it was down an embankment to get back on track.
Ian fell off at this point he says. Missed that. Curses.
Rattling along the Derwent Walk.
National Cycle Route 14 you know. All leafy and green at this time of year.
Gravity in action (Downhill)
Look at him go.
Gravity in action (Uphill)
Look at him not go.
Actually, something snapped in the back axle at this point, so he had to take it easy after this.
Was making some very odd noises... and so was the bike (Ba-doom-tish)
Anyway, we soon made Consett.
Tea! Toasty!
A sign at Lydgetts Junction guided us to the newly opened Hownsgill Tea-Room.
They serve anyone, as you can see.
Banoffee Gateaux with extra squirty cream.
Lovely.
Dunk taking a mucky picture.
In reality, texting Chris to inform him of the rather windy conditions on route. Glad we weren't heading up onto the moors to Parkhead Station like he was later on.
Ian requires a haircut. Here he is leaving the new tea-room.
Tea, bottled water, 2 toasties, and 1 large bit of cake came to £6.95 which was very good.
Recommended.
Refueled, and with the strong wind behind us, Birtley was reached in no time.
Look you can see the Angel in the distance.
And there's Dunk cycling around the base of it.
A professional took this. You can tell. He's available to do weddings and portraits.
A good ride, that.
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