‘Bertie’ Bike

Typical isn’t it? Very shortly after I had published last Monday’s post (which you can read here) my husband finished the refurbishing of my ‘new’ classic road-racing bike, an original locally built ‘Henry Burton’. So here, to remind you, are the before and after pictures:

Henry Burton Bike

Before

 

Henry Burton Bike refurbished

After

As you can see the bike has had a re-spray. Various parts have also been replaced with era compatible components. (You can view the state of the bike when it arrived on my previous post here.) There have been a few teething problems with brakes and gears and some tweaking has taken place. I have taken it on a few very short test rides plus a first trial of about 9 miles and then yesterday a 35 mile ride. Unfortunately the gears are still not completely playing the game – there are only 5 (due to its age) but for some reason it absolutely refuses to go into 5th so at the moment effectively only has 4 gears! I’m pleased to say despite being the only lady amongst 10 men on the ride yesterday and despite my four gears to their (mostly) 16 options on their modern bikes I was able to keep up pretty well. The bike fits me well, has a nice light feel to it and is a joy to ride.

Hubby has had it up on the bike stand several times to try to solve the gear shift problem and all the gears appear to function smoothly but as soon as I get it out on the road 5th gear will just not shift. For the moment it has us puzzled but I expect it will get sorted eventually. Any bike mechanics out there with suggestions?

In case you are wondering, the red bow on the front is there because the bike is my birthday present and I was told to leave the bow in place until the day – it’s today (but I have still left it there)! I have also, you will have noticed, continued to call the bike ‘Bertie’ as the name seems to have stuck now.

Also of interest and something that I have not mentioned before, you may like to know that Henry Burton was a one-time racing cyclist (as was his son John). When he stopped racing Henry learned frame building from Ernie Clements, another ex-racing cyclist turned frame builder whom Henry worked for before setting up on his own. Our eldest son owns a lovely classic Ernie Clements bike which he has also refurbished – a very nice bike.

 

 

 

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A Tandem Tale

We have just had a few days away with our motorhome and tandem in the Delamere Forest area of Cheshire, not very far from home but with only a few days of decent weather in the forecast and the fact that it is a great area for cycling it seemed a good choice. Before we set off my husband put the pannier rack over the rear wheel so that we could carry panniers should we wish to pack rain gear, shopping, picnic lunches or whatever while out cycling. We also bought a new OS map as we didn’t have one of the area.

Tandem deraillierWe arrived just after lunch on a hot Tuesday and in the afternoon went for a short ‘shake down’ ride of approximately four miles, complete with one pannier as we were going via the local shop where we hoped to buy some Marmite, having forgotten to take any with us. Unfortunately they were out of stock. On the way back to the camp site the driver (hubby) changed up to top gear – the chain seized up and the pedals would not budge! A short stop by the roadside showed that the small nut that held the pannier rack on was obstructing the chain on the offside which had then become jammed. With some slight difficulty it was eased off and top gear declared out of action. The derailleur was adjusted to make it impossible to attempt top gear. A full repair will have to wait until our return home. You can just make out the small offending nut near the top right of the photo.

Snack break

Snack break

The campsite was right on the edge of the forest, which consists mostly of pines interspersed with a few deciduous trees. A short stroll on Tuesday evening showed us that riding the tandem through there was probably not the best idea. On the next couple of mornings we took ourselves off on a couple of  approximately fifteen mile routes out into the lanes of the surrounding countryside, heading west along the only proper road through the forest on Wednesday and east on Thursday. The terrain was fairly hilly, quite steep on occasions but very scenic. The worst hill was a very long slow drag in full sun on Wednesday, which was not helped by the fact that it was a busy major road. We had to stop for a blow half-way up but made it without getting off to push. On the plus side, most of the cyclists we passed during the ride greeted us cheerfully and checked if we were okay on the odd occasions we stopped to check the map.

It so happens that our campsite was next door to the railway station where there was a well recommended café that also sold a locally made ice-cream with the wonderful name ‘Snugburys’. We decided to stop to sample this as we passed on our way back on Wednesday. However when we got to the station we discovered that neither of us had brought any money! We disappointedly made our way back to the campsite for lunch and after changing out of our sweaty cycling gear walked back down to the station café for our ice-cream – it was delicious.

Forest Rest

Resting in the forest.

Our route on Thursday caused a slight additional problem in that it took us off the new OS map on to the adjacent one and matching them up was slightly tricky as there was no overlap, plus the second map was quite old and there was some variance in the colours used for the roads. One hill was a real ‘kick-up’ and I did have to bail out and walk the last bit, my legs not having recovered from Wednesday’s long drag. We stopped to check the map several times and invariably someone stopped to offer assistance. On the way back this time we decided to risk riding a track through the forest to avoid a five or six mile hilly detour if we continued on the road. The loose stoney track, which dipped, climbed and swirled round tree routes was a bit hairy when you are on the back seat and can’t see where you are going and at one point I got off to walk.

On both days the weather was just too hot to consider an afternoon ride but having enjoyed our ice-cream on Wednesday we decided a repeat was in order and returned to the railway station on Thursday. We sat on the quiet platform while we ate, determined to see at least one train. Chester was two stops up the line one way and Manchester some way off in the opposite direction. Eventually a train came along from the Chester direction and I was interested to note that there was a special carriage for bicycles. Not so long ago bikes were very unwelcome on trains but there is obviously now a change of heart, especially as the Delamere Forest is widely advertised as a cycling area – at least for mountain bikes.

The weather changed on Friday; cold wet and windy. This was not a problem for us as we were returning home anyway. Fortunately we had put away our awning and put the tandem on the motorhome bike-rack the night before so we had a leisurely start to the day before heading off, arriving back home in time for lunch.

Next time we visit this area we will take the mountain bikes so that we can ride the forest trails more easily. Meanwhile we have discovered a few teething problems with the tandem, but nothing that a few hours in the workshop can’t cure. As I mentioned in my previous post about the tandem (here ) the driver operates the brakes and gears. The tandem has three brakes, normal centre-pull calliper brakes on the front and back wheels plus an additional drum brake on the back wheel. This means that one brake lever operates two brakes and this makes for very hard work, especially when controlling speed down-hill. My husband has decided to ease his load by setting it up so that the drum brake is operated from the stoker’s (my rear seat) handle bars. It will be interesting getting used to the new set-up. Then we will plan our next adventure!

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