Showing posts with label Tarbet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tarbet. Show all posts

Monday 26 June 2017

Two Punctures And A Few Showers.

 Stathis preparing to cook the gourmet meal.
        On Sunday we had arranged with my daughter's family to have a barbecue at Firkin Point, it lies on the west shore of Loch Lomond between Invebeg and Tarbet. The plan was they would make their way there by car and I would cycle up the loch to Tarbet, turn and head back to Firkin Point to join them. Their part of the arrangement went to plan, my part of the plan however, was a little different. The day proved to be one of wind and some heavy showers, not my ideal cycling weather, so my wee yellow cape was on and off a few times. A short distance from Luss I got a puncture, normally not much of a problem, as I carry two spare tubes. However with my back and hip problems, I can no longer just sit on the grass verge and sort it out. If I sit down that low I have great difficulty in getting back up unassisted. If I stand and try to do things, my back aches something awful, so I walked up a farm path and found some large rocks I could sit on and get the job done. Back on the bike and about a mile further on, I got another puncture, now faced with the same problem, I decided to walk to Luss where I found a bollard at the entrance to to the village, where I could lean my back against as I stood at the side of the road and sorted the problem. Now well behind in time, another heavy shower, the wee yellow cape back on, I decided to skip Tarbet and just head for Firkin point and food. On arriving, I also decided to put the bike in the back of my partners car and abandon the run back, that's a first for me. 
One of the sunny spells between the showers and overcast sky.
     Never the less, the barbecue was a great success, even although it was punctuated by showers. It was also a wee birthday celebration for my grand daughter's 11th birthday, though that is in July, but she will be in Greece by then, so we had it a bit early.
During one of the dark overcast moments, my partners total failure to fly the kite.
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Monday 3 October 2016

The Loch Again.


At Tarbet, with wee balaclava.

         What a day Sunday was, a beautiful run up the Loch, (Loch Lomond) and back down. It was my perfect cycling day, bright sun, virtually no wind, 4/5 mph. and not too cold or too warm around 14/15 degrees. Though there was a bit of a chill factor, hence the wee black balaclava, though maybe it is just my age. Surprising, considering the day, I didn't, encounter many cyclists on the road, but loads of fast cars and extremely fast motorbikes. The little tearoom at Tarbet was the refuelling station, they always do a good thick soup shared this time with my partner, Stasia. She cycled a short run from Inverbeg to Tarbet and back. Nice to have a bit of company, I usually do it all on my own. 
Entering Tarbet from Arrachar.

And of course the Ben, sticking its head up.
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Sunday 6 September 2015

The Beaty Of The Loch.


The Ben peekin' its heid above the parapet 
        What a great day, what a great climate, what a great country. Another glorious day on the bike, again it was "The Loch" cloudless blue sky all the way and back. On the way home, at Duck Bay, met two guys on nice road bikes, they had cycled up from Abington and wanted to know if they were OK for Luss, where they had booked into a hotel for the night, before continuing their ride to John O'Groats. Nice wee run.
My favourite refuelling stop when in Tarbet.