I have just returned from a 23-mile out-and-back trip along the Bristol and Bath Railway Path. I thought I deserved some easy riding after yesterday.
I know that a few Bathonians frequent this forum, so they will probably know what I mean when I say that yesterday I went from Bath via Wooley towards Cold Ashton and back via St. Catherine's Valley. I think you go up something like 600 feet in about 5 miles; but it's not just a straight climb: no sooner have you reached a summit than you switchback down about halfway and then start climbing again. I was knackered, electric asssistance notwithstanding!
Anyway, back to today. A nice easy ride, as I said, and the route much used by cyclists and walkers. But what a dour lot! I always greet people I encounter, but of the many dozens I spoke to today, I think only about five responded; in fact most went out ot their way to avoid eye contact. This is not my usual experience when on the road. After about the 50th rebuff, I had to restrain myself from a follow-up greeting: "Well, **** off, then!"
I don't understand why, if you are out for an excursion on foot or bike, you would studiously ignore a friendly "Good morning" from someone who doesn't look too much like a psychopath.
Having got that off my chest, could I recommend, to anyone who has not yet used the route, the station cafe at Bitton on the Railway Path (a good cup of coffee and nice cake, whereas at Warmley Station on the way outwards I had the weakest Nescafe I have ever drunk).
I know that a few Bathonians frequent this forum, so they will probably know what I mean when I say that yesterday I went from Bath via Wooley towards Cold Ashton and back via St. Catherine's Valley. I think you go up something like 600 feet in about 5 miles; but it's not just a straight climb: no sooner have you reached a summit than you switchback down about halfway and then start climbing again. I was knackered, electric asssistance notwithstanding!
Anyway, back to today. A nice easy ride, as I said, and the route much used by cyclists and walkers. But what a dour lot! I always greet people I encounter, but of the many dozens I spoke to today, I think only about five responded; in fact most went out ot their way to avoid eye contact. This is not my usual experience when on the road. After about the 50th rebuff, I had to restrain myself from a follow-up greeting: "Well, **** off, then!"
I don't understand why, if you are out for an excursion on foot or bike, you would studiously ignore a friendly "Good morning" from someone who doesn't look too much like a psychopath.
Having got that off my chest, could I recommend, to anyone who has not yet used the route, the station cafe at Bitton on the Railway Path (a good cup of coffee and nice cake, whereas at Warmley Station on the way outwards I had the weakest Nescafe I have ever drunk).