A Buzz over to Hedley Hall Woods

 The weatherman said it was supposed to rain today, so when I eventually woke up, after having yet another restless night, I was quite chuffed that the sun was shining through my bedroom window.

I immediately formulated a plan of attack. Casual garb and a venture out on my Buzzraw, with her new battery. I hasten to add, I had forgotten to put the bike back on charge, so there were only 4 of the 5 charge bars showing, but I figured this would be enough for a relatively short ride.

I retrieved my two Alpkit dry bags from the cupboard, thinking they would be ideal to carry some gear. I had decided to take a light jacket, just in case the weatherman had got things right, a pair of gloves and my GoPro Hero 9, along with my mini tripod and a little stand I had bought for my camera a while back. It is handy as I can just place my camera in the stand, and it offers me the choice of tilting the camera either 30 or 40 degrees, quick and easy. I also made sure I had a spare GoPro battery and of course my mobile phone, so that I could use the quick app. Oh! And as I am now pretty much blind without my gigs I popped on my old specs... I know it ruins my street cred, and I look like a geek. I figured it was better to be able to see where I was going. Hedley Hall woods has quite a few trees and I have had been attacked by them in the past.

 

Coast Cycles Buzzraw

A little pic of my Buzzraw across the road and then I was off, away up the farmer's trail. The first pictures, I tried to get, were by using the GoPro's Time Warp feature and then editing them using Wondershare Filmora and the snapshot feature. It is so difficult trying to take action shots when you are on your todd.

 

Out on the Buzzraw

 

I followed the same route as the other day when I went out on the wee bike. That day it was Brassic. I crossed the Chester Road, amazingly getting straight across, and headed down to Shield Row. Cutting under the C2C and taking a little trail down by the houses at Causey Drive, making sure I shut the gate after I went through.

Causey Drive and a little cut through at houses

This wee trail brings you out at the rear of the Bluebell pub and from there it was down the Beamish Burn bank, my speedo reading 26 mph. As I reached the bottom of the dip, I had to then climb up the bank past the Black Bull and the Aston Workshop. This required me to pop the Buzzraw to level 5 and maximum assist. I can normally ride up this bank on a regular bike, however on the Buzzraw as I am so cramped it really fatigues my good thigh, on level 5 I can get up nee bother.

Coming out at the back of the Bluebell

 

At the end of the road, I was at the Causey Arch Road and took the footpath up the hill, following a guy on a cyclo cross bike. He was out the saddle grinding away, I was sat down in level 5 mode and cruising behind him.


I then turned at the top of the bank, right and followed the Hedley Lane road (just used Google Maps to establish the name of that road). I once tipped a pickup truck on its side along this particular stretch of road, losing control of the car in the wet. The wee Morris Marina pickup was my first car, after passing my test. As I recall after getting the car Hiab'ed out from the field, it cost me £8 at the scrapyard to repair the damage LoL.

 

Hedley Hall Woods and the car park

 

Turning into the newly constructed car park at Hedley Hall woods, I got my GoPro out and set it up. I had to wait a little while for various folk to vacate the area, mostly dog walkers. This was a common theme throughout filming, however, I just waited until they were out of shot and I could set up each of my shots.

 

Car park all been done up, and you can see new trails been put in

 

 

The sun kept going behind the clouds, so this made shooting footage difficult, and I spent a great deal of time waiting for just the right moment when the sun would appear again. Looking at the display on my mobile phone whilst using the GoPro app, at certain times the picture looked really dark, yet when the sun appeared it became almost too bright.


It takes quite sometime to keep going back and forth for the camera. Although I was out most of the morning, I knew the majority of footage would be of my riding backwards and forwards to pick up my camera. The end video would only be a few minutes long. To be fair, that is long enough, people get bored watching anything over about 5 minutes on YouTube.

 

Buzzraw & Sculpture

 

Pretty Cool

I discovered another new sculpture today, of a lady with a horse, it looked pretty cool, so I took a few pics. Just after this as I was messing around trying to set my camera up, being lazy as I didn't want to get off my bike, I lost my balance to my right-hand side and fell over. Part of the reason I  didn't want to get off is because I have different clipless pedals fitted to the Buzzraw, and man they are a real pain in the arse to clip in and out of. As I picked myself and my bike up, checking around to see if anyone was laughing, I noticed my foot had gotten twisted beneath my Bartlett Tendon, good job I brought an ickle FWE multi tool. A quick unloosen of the Allen bolt on my pylon, and then I straightened up my wonky foot and re-tightened the stud.

 

Wonky foot

fwe multi tool

 

As I popped back on my bike, I noticed my battery had dropped to 2 bars of charge, so I decided to make the next shot the last before heading back home. As I was following the newly constructed path, it came to an end, with a barrier in place. This meant I had to follow an off-road trail through the wood, knew wearing my gigs would come in handy, as I managed to avoid getting twatted by various tree branches. Eventually I found my way back onto the proper trail and was soon on my way back home, again heading along the Causey and onto the Beamish Burn Road. This time I cut along to Beamish as if going towards Beamish Hall, trying to conserve my battery for the big hill and climb up to Beamish Museum." Oh! Crap" it's gone down to 2 bars now". Level 5 to get up to Beamish and a combination of level 4 and 5 up towards No Place, cutting up the trail to take me home via the Farmer's trail. I was now on level 1 LoL!

Just as I was coming through the new estate almost home, I heard a “beep” and my bike's display was telling me No Battery  left. Managed to just get home. Only covered just over 11 miles whilst out playing. My bike wasn't fully charged, and I had pretty much used her on level 5 all morning, plus whilst filming and fannying on with my camera, and chatting to various folk my bike had been turned on.

Love this wee bike, it is so much fun, just wish I had either been smaller or the bike was a bit bigger.

Shut up irritating little voice

I know by now, those of you who do drop by my blog may be pretty bored by viewing my posts of what appears to be my only bike and the only thing I do on it. Don't worry, I am sure I will be featuring a few more posts soon about other stuff, including Myrtle, my 65 classic Bug. Yes I still have her, however I haven't really done anything with her over the winter, it's too cold to work outside, plus of late I haven't really had the money to spend on her. Never mind, like I say she will be featured soon, when I figure out what is the next on the lengthy list of restoration and mods. Oh! And let's not forget Grandma, my GSR Beetle. I have been waiting ages for EBC Direct to get the rear R32 discs and pads in stock, as I have pretty much got all the other modified bigger brake components. I will go into more detail when I get all the gear and take some pics of the parts, then again once fitted.


Anyhoo at the moment, I still feel pants after having a variant of covid. Although I am now testing negative, I just feel all out of whack, with fatigue, a sore throat and a tight chest. This morning I awoke somewhere around 6 am, just couldn't sleep, so I got up, had a bite to eat, watched a bit of news, then flicked through YouTube. After a few hours, I decided to go back to bed and awoke again at  11:25 am, still feeling like crap. I made a couple of Turkey sandwiches, which I shared with wor Baxter and had a cuppa. I then went back to bed, not so much feeling sleepy, No more just couldn't be arsed.

After lying for an hour or so meditating, well more just thinking with my eyes closed of being a millionaire and buying my dream house in Scotland, Oh yes the dream is still alive, my little internal voice spoke to me saying "Aww just stay on your bed", you see I was lying on top with my hoodie pulled over my head, "No need to get up," "There is nowt to do anyway". At this point there was a reply in my head which came across as "Fuck off, I'm going for a spin on my bike". 

In the past, I have let that little irritating internal voice get me down, it can suck the very life out of me, and make me question myself. Now it may sound like I am a bit cuckoo, but I answer it back, and pretty much tell it where to go. I guess I have developed this mindset. My way of thinking, and it can be incredibly difficult at times, is that no matter the negatives, ie: being on rock bottom, well once you are there the only way is up, and up has to be a positive.

I have really enjoyed riding this bike

 

Getting up, I then got changed into my bikey gear, grabbed my GoPro and chesty mount and headed downstairs to get my bike. I am getting really good at how quick I can manage to put my hands on things and in how long it now takes me to be up and out the house once my mind is made up. I think part of the reason I have not been going out as much on my bikes is that I get bored with riding the same roads and trails, that and my stoopid ill-fitting prosthetic of course.

Man, I have changed shape so much over the last 4 months. Four months is how long I have been off work. I am due to go back on the 25th April, and will have to try and get away with my old socket as the DSC has been unable to fit me for a new one. I guess it is partly my fault, as I have gone from my usual everyday socket being way too big, to it now feeling a bit too tight. I went for a walk yesterday and wow it was mega painful. My stump feeling like it is getting crushed and the worst lower back pain ever. Feels like my leg is proper out of alignment, as if my hips are getting pushed forward, causing me to arch my back and shoulders. I am still stiff today, and I didn't walk that far.

Anyhoo back to the mini adventure on my Orbea Gain. I am so pleased I invested in this bike. It feels mega quick where ever I go and so much fun, even if I do have to constantly ride it whilst sat in the saddle. It is pointless using my tendons on my Bartlett Tendon Knee with this bike, I would just expend too much energy fighting the resistance, and it's not like I am jumping or dropping off stuff.

I rode 8.35 miles today. It was a lot muddier than I expected, which had me sliding about in certain areas. As the bike is so quick, I find I have to be a bit more switched on. I just rode locally, making up a route as I thought about one of my friends brothers who had commented on one of my videos, saying it brought back memories of when he lived in the area.

Firstly I rode through "Glass Wood", I think I have mentioned this before, my dad and I just call it Glass wood as there are generally so many broken bottles strewn about from the local scumbag kids. I then visited the "Pines", these woods are a lot less dense than I remember in my day when we would climb the tress and play "Tally Ho". Next I rode through South Moor Park, when you are out and about you really get an idea of just how wild the weather had been a few weeks ago, so many fallen trees. Once at the end of the Park, at the drift, I made my way up and onto Chapman's Wells Nature reserve, heading towards the pond and looping around to come back down the Farmer's trail.

Back onto Chapman's Wells and I headed for "Quakies" and cut through a small section of woodland to get on a trail that took me back down to the drift. From there I headed up towards Langley View and turned right at the 3 stones to head down the Black Path. So many memories in this area for me. Funny, I always think of my mam when at the 3 stones, which are 3 concrete stones that have been there since the beginning of time. My mam and I used to walk this route regularly to get from South Moor to New Kyo, or "Kya" as we called it, where my Nana lived.

As I got to the bottom of the black path, so called because the coal slag heaps used to be there, hence making the path black, I cut across the green opposite Ivy Terrace. In years gone by this would have been impossible as there used to be a huge pond, complete with newts, tadpoles and frogs. I spent many a day in my wellies catching various critters as a little kid. The pond gradually got smaller and smaller over the years, as I can recall huge bonfires being held on the green around November, what with  Guy Fawkes. One year I can remeber finding the perfect stick for roasting my tatties. It had a bit of plastic on it so I grasped the plastic and pulled, to try and remove it. The stick split and as I pulled one sharp edge drove right through my thumb. I can remeber running home with this huge bit of stick stuck through my thumb and my dad having to pull it out. Turns out the stick was from a kite and made from some sort of fibre glass. Funny what sticks in your mind and also in your thumb if you go pulling on things you shouldn't.

I can also recall the big cooling tower that used to be at the top of the path, where the brick flats were. It was always known as the "Charlie". Something else I may have mentioned in an old blog, when thinking of the brick flats. My dad used to take wor Blackie, who was a big black Labrador for a walk up the "Charlie". Each night Blackie would carry a brand new brick home. One day a bloke came knocking on our door, telling my mam that my dad had sent him. The fella was finishing off an extension and had run out of bricks, well we had a shed full of tbrand new bricks all neatly stacked to the roof.

Coming off the green I rode down the back lane of where I used to live from the age of 3, and 29 Mitchell Street, in South Moor. I see they have clad the houses, so they look like they have new brick work. From the age of 16 this is where I have fond memories of my first motorbikes.

It is strange riding down the street, a memory came to me from years and years ago. It was of a house near the bottom of my street. There used to be a man and woman, who had two dogs, and the dogs had chewed a great big hole in the gate, which had then been boarded up. I can recall having some terrible nightmares about those two dogs escaping and setting about wor "Blackie". Funny what sticks in your mind and how revisting places, sights or sounds can bring stuff flooding back.

Turning left at the bottom of Mitchell Street, I headed over towards the old people's cottages. Deciding to take the route I used to take to get to my first school, which was called Greenlands. The old street hasn't changed a bit, it is still like a pottery old lane, with a terrible road surface. Greenlands is now boarded up and in disrepair, I have some good memories of that school.

Riding onto South Moor front street, I cut over the pedestrian crossing, and headed for home, cutting down through Hustledown and Holyhill.
Once at home, I had to give my bike a thorough wash, as she was up the naffs.

And that is the end...LoL...Well not quite.

 

Yesterday, as it is now today, and I have been on absolutely ages trying to sort my video editing software. So yesterday I decided to try another time warp video, making sure my camera was adjusted a bit better and got more of a clear image of where I was going, not just looking at either the ground or sky.

As the weather had been slightly colder on my previous days out, both walking and riding, I decided to pop on a couple of base layers and my Endura Hoodie, thinking I would pop my GoPro chesty mount on under my jacket and just leave the zip down so that my camera poked out. Unfortunately, when I came to get off my bike to lift it over a gate I must have accidentally covered my camera, so basically got a shot of the inside of my jacket. Never mind, I was able to fudge some footage together, you live and learn.

As I started up my Wondershare Filmora editing software, which by the way is so easy to use. I got a message saying I could upgrade to a newer version. As I have paid for the software, it allows me more items for editing, so I downloaded and installed the software. Then, when I had finished popping my footage in, editing it with titles and music, I began the process of rendering my project. Now when I say it took ages I mean hours and hours and yep a few more hours, so much so that I left my computer running as I went to bed. I awoke early this morning to discover my pc must have got bored and decided to turn off sometime during the night... Bloody hell man.

I then had another go at completing my project, lowering the settings, it has now taken 6 hours to get the video rendered and uploaded LoL. So now I am investigating with more settings to try and get the best video quality I can, however maybe in a different file type. I think because I have downloaded a new version of Filmora something must have changed somewhere.

As I have a 4/5K GoPro, obviously I would like to be able to upload to the best quality. Ah well, something to keep me busy, and try to figure out I guess.

Further, update, it has taken all day to render and upload the 4k version, so now I have two of the same videos on YouTube, one in 1080 HD and the other should be 4K when it is processed.

Funny how you can be thankful & greatful for mud

 A great deal of us just take for granted being able to go out and carry out our day-to-day lives. Whether that be going out to work or to do a spot of shopping, meeting friends for a chat over a cuppa, or carrying out some form of outdoor exercise. With what has been happening with this pandemic, all of our lives have been turned upside down and many of the things we used to do or take part in have either changed drastically or we are not at the moment able to do them. It is generally only when you cannot do something that you realise "I really would like to do that".

The 3 Stones at the top of the Black Path

Sandman Hoggar Ti

 

It's quite strange as way before this pandemic going back to 1995 when I first took ill with my leg I experienced what felt to me looking back a certain social isolation. This went on for many years as I fought to keep my leg, however we all know how that turned out, and when I eventually elected to have my amputation, well instead of disabling me it actually enabled me to do more. So I guess now that I am shielding, for me, it has not been so bad, as I have experience of being "stuck in" somewhat and can always find something to do. On the odd occasions I cannot find something to do I am pretty good at hiding under my quilt and switching off from the world entering into my imaginary world, with thoughts of my dream home and the things I will be doing in Scotland.