How to Ready Your Bike for Winter

Winter bike derailleur maintenance

Rainy days are here again, with dark afternoons and stormy winds thrown in for good measure. It’s tempting to leave the bike in the shed and travel everywhere in the warm dry car. But there’s something pretty fantastic about sailing around on two wheels, no matter the weather.

That classic phrase ‘no bad weather, just bad gear’ certainly applies to bike riding. Here’s my 5 Top Tips to keep you pedalling through the puddles.

Bike work bench

1- Check your brakes
Look at your brake blocks. Are they still nice and fat, or warn to a thin bit of black paper? Do they line up nicely with your rims? New brake blocks are affordable and essential, and your local bike shop can fit them quick. Wheel rims can get gunked up, so it’s worth rubbing these down with a bit of steel wool. You don’t want anything to slow down your stopping.

2- Grease is your friend
I’m always surprised by how often I need to oil my chain. This is particularly the case if your bike lives outside. Dribble the chain lube (no sniggering please) on to the main cassette (the stack of cogs on your back wheel) as you pedal backwards.

It’s not just the chain that needs oiling. Buy a can of GT85 to spray your pedals, bike lock, and any other exposed mechanics (but keep clear of those wheel rims!)

Parts of bicycle photo collage

3- Love your wheels
Wheels need the occasional bit of tlc. They can become bent by barrelling through potholes or hopping up and down pavements. Your bike shop can true your wheels for a small fee, and you’ll notice it helps your bike roll much better.

If you want to spend a bit more, consider buying some new tyres, preferably with kevlar or puncture-proof inserts. Consider how much tread you need, depending on whether you stick to the road or venture in to the mud. Remember that nobbly tyres will make riding on the roads much harder work.

4- Light up the sky
I hate neon. I don’t care if it’s had a fashion resurgence, it still makes me cringe. But, I’ve realised that it makes a huge difference when you’re on a bike. Drivers notice fluorescent yellow, which is particularly appreciated at busy junctions! I also like this helmet band; it doesn’t look too naff, but it is super-visible. And get some lights! Nuff said.

5- It’s gonna rain
You might as well just embrace it. If your fingers and toes are toasty, you can tolerate any amount of wet weather. Add overshoes and gloves to your list. Take a full change of clothes (yes, even pants – noone wants to have a wet bum all day) and plenty of plastic bags. Of course, you want the rest of your belongings to also stay dry. You can get a range of waterproof rucksack covers (choose the neon colours!) or a proper pannier that will keep your stuff clean and dry.

Tom and Derek working on bicycle

Tom and I visited my dad at the weekend who kindly worked on our bikes. If you don’t have such a mechanically-minded family member, then book your bike in for a service at your local shop. Many offer a winter-ready package that includes these basic checks and more. If you can get these things sorted, you’re well on your way to a merry winter of riding.

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The Best Idea for a Windy Day

Tom working on his MacBook Pro

November is such a busy time at work, particularly now we’re both working on extra projects at the weekend. So, it’s often the case that Tom and I are stuck in our respective screens. Tom is good at getting outside to run around and clear his head. I am good at making up excuses and nursing a bag of M&Ms with vague cries of ‘I’ll probably do some yoga later…’

So, after weeks of nothing but the odd down dog, it felt so good to run around a gusty clifftop, battling the winds, slipping through the mud, and just generally having a fabulous time filling up on fresh air.

View out to see from Culver Cliff, Isle of Wight

Tom falling down whilst running

The wind was so strong we really were batted about. Tom fell over, but I think he may just have been goofing around to get me up the steep hill. He did have to resort to chasing me through the Brading Marshes, against the headwind heading home.

Tom running at Bembridge Common

10k always tires me out, so we enjoyed the last hill at walking pace, hand in hand, planning dinner and enjoying the view. The best kind of days are the ones spent outside.

Silhouette of Rusty on the hill top

Green Space in the City

Photo collage

Even amongst the excitement of a weekend in foreign city, we can’t help but seek out the green spaces: a picnic in the park, sharing books and people watching, or the botanical gardens, almost empty despite being right behind the art gallery with a two hour queue to enter.

Seeking out the quiet sanctuary of Madrid’s Real Jardín Botánico (Consejo Superior De Investigaciones Científicas) might have had something to do with the rest of the weekend spent celebrating with Spaniards, where I learnt that 1am is considered an early night and three courses is only a third of the whole meal.

We celebrated a wedding in Spanish style and caught up with friends we haven’t seen in years.  I loved sharing stories and plans, laughing and dancing.  And a quiet hour in a flower garden was the perfect coda to the weekend.  If you’re ever visiting a foreign city, either as a tourist or a guest, do add the botanical garden to your list.

Running Through the Autumn

Looking down at Rusty's running shoes

Forest floor by Carisbrooke Castle

Autumn is such a great time for running around in the countryside. Cooler breezes, muddy puddles, and rich colours. The days are still long enough to catch the last light up a hill after work.

Last Friday we ran this castle route (a favourite of Tom’s). The stubbly brown fields seem a world away from the hot yellow hay of a month ago. It feels closer to the winter runs of hammering rain and shin-deep mud. Half the fun of an outdoor adventure, is returning home and collapsing on the couch with a bag of M&Ms, and it’s even more satisfying when the outside weather is a little bit tougher. This is just the start of it..

Tom opens the gate to a track

Rusty and Tom running photo collage

(This particular run ended at a new burger joint in town. A cold beer and a big eat; now that has to be the ultimate reason to run!)

Tom running

Cowgirl for a Day

Wendy on Elvis the horse

Rusty horse riding photo collage

When I mentioned to my Grama that I’d like to do some horse riding whilst visiting her this summer, I had no idea she’d go and book a trip for us all to stay on a ranch.

For two days we had our fill of ranch life, complete with horses, wranglers and a hint of NRA support. (This corner of California is definitely a far reach from the slick silicon valley, beach bikini babes, or 70s throwback hippies lining the coast. And when you think of the size of the state, the variety is no surprise.)

We were saddled up and rambling through deserted mountain tracks before you could say ‘yee haw cowboy’ (no points for guessing my cowboy knowledge is entirely based on Toy Story).

Rusty outside the horse riding office

Wendy standing by a horse

Given my Mum’s childhood of riding horses, I can’t believe I’ve never ridden with her before. I loved hearing her stories of wild horses, bareback riding and parading her horse through town. She looked so comfortable with these beautiful animals, I felt a pang of the classic eight year old’s yearning to have a horse of my own (as a child I had to settle for a hamster!)

Rusty chilling by the pool

Rusty panning for gold in the river

When we weren’t riding we were living a deliciously all-american cliche: ghost stories by the fire, complete with s’mores and popcorn, feasting and laughing with the other guests, and even panning for gold. Given what I found I don’t think I’ll be a millionaire any time soon…

View up at redwood trees