Funny old Spring and bum cream

It’s been a pretty weird Spring this year, hot, cold, windy, still, rain, sun, snow. As I tap the rain is pelting down outside, but the sun is due late on today.


Hairy gorse out for Spring


Tulips in the sun

I was cycling up on the hills two days ago with snow around and the week before I was back in shorts a few times. But then variety is the spice of life?


A 50 miler 2 weeks ago


Johnny trying not to run me over (me lying on the road!)


Climbing up Redstone Rigg 2 days ago

My ribs have mostly healed but a couple of weeks ago I forgot I was recovering. I’m involved with the local community cinema (Pix in the Stix). We were putting on ‘Bill’ for the kids film, a comedy about William Shakespeare – great if you haven’t seen it. The adult film was ‘The Lady in the Van’, another terrific one. While setting up for the shows I lifted over the speakers, fairly light and easy. Then I hoiked up the amp in its flight case. Big mistake, I felt something in my ribcage tug and knew I should not have done that! So I was set back a wee bit, but still out on the bike. It was the 25th anniversary of Pink Floyd’s ‘The Wall’, so we decided to put on the film of Roger Waters, from the band, reflecting on this. He visited his grandfather’s grave from the first world war, and his father’s grave from the second world war, as well as giving a huge performance of The Wall. We also had a band playing, a younger member of Pix played some background music and I sang some old blues numbers. A brilliant night indeed, held in the old village hall at Tyninghame, which at one time was a bakehouse.


Sound checks


Setting up Pix in the Stix


The band before ‘The Wall’


Special cakes for the Pink Floyd night



I’ve had some good rides, as usual. I’m lucky as I relish variety in conditions. I’ve been up and down our local hills quite a bit. As regular followers know it’s steep round here, so I’ve needed to take it easyish as standing up peddling has caused discomfort or pain, till the last week or so. I look forward to going out with the groups I ride with, keeps me going pushing with folk a few decades younger than me. And there is good banter along the way or at the cafe too.

One of my favourite cafés is re-opening soon under new management. It’s going to be called The Lanterne Rouge, so it’s obviously going to give a huge welcome to cyclists. For those who are not into racing, the Lanterne Rouge was awarded to the rider who finishes the Tour de France in last place.


Un Lanterne Rouge

Now the final bit, bum cream. As with all cycling things, eating, drinking, equipment, training etc. there are masses of opinions on what we should be doing and how, where, why etc. One of these is the more delicate parts of our anatomy which connect with the saddle. I am fairly scrupulous about spreading ‘chamois cream’ on my susceptable parts before a longer ride, but recently I forgot (or couldn’t be bothered – for want of a more appropriate word). One of these was an 85 mile jaunt to test bikes. Surprisingly I find few bad effects, so I’ve been experimenting a bit and it sometimes it makes a difference, others not. So I’ve reached totally no conclusion, not for the first time either.

So as ever a few extra pics for your delectation or otherwise:


Up by the monument looking north to N Berwick Law and the Paps o’ Fife


Subtle overshoes?


Deep Spring ploughing locally


Spring snow in the hills


The climb ahead up to the tops, a mere 17%er


At the top of ‘The Rigg’, warmer than it looks!


Looking back over the Firth of Forth and the hills up north


The Bass Rock below with the northern mountains behind


7 thoughts on “Funny old Spring and bum cream

  1. AndrewGills

    Stunning landscape. LOL about bum cream. I’m also inconclusive about it 🙂 . It used to be my wonder drug when I rode Audax and wore bike knicks. For touring I wear regular unpadded shorts and don’t seem to have much problem without cream. Maybe it depends on the effort you’re putting in ?

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  2. Gail Rehbein

    Great pics! I went to a cafe called Lanterne Rouge in Copenhagen last year. It was only then that I learnt about the meaning of the red lantern. They had the story written on the menu. Nice to know about.

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