Solstice night ride: 67km

If you are looking for the perfect conditions for ‘mindfulness’, jump on your bike at midnight on the shortest night of the year and keep riding until dawn. It is mesmeric, self-absorbing and re-creative…….one thing it is certainly  not……. quiet. Let me tell you about it.

Solstice ride 2017

Oundle 67km

Going out for an all-night ride at the summer solstice used to be a regular happening for me. Last night the conditions were near perfect. Warm (20C), clear sky, no wind, and the promise of a clearly visible sunrise…..or so the weather apps promised. My route around Northamptonshire villages and Oundle took me along country lanes seldom used by other traffic and, until 3am, I had to use a front light to see my way….but thereafter, the northern horizon began to brighten and the day was under way according to all the wildlife around me. Let me tell what you might encounter if you did something similar……IMAG2635

 

Life does not close down during the night, especially in summer time. Some of the sheep continue to graze through the night. Birds may be roosting, but they can be supremely noisy at all hours, and occasionally you will disturb a big bird of prey that will take off just metres away, causing you to wobble with the shock. Your olfactic awareness will be sharpened by the diversity from country earth and manure heaps, to the exquisite sweetness of flowering beans and the hedgerow profusion of honeysuckle, occasionally interrupted by the faint whiff of battery chicken farms.

You will engage in races with hares that inhabit the roads through the night. One of the three that I chased reached the heady speed of 25mph (40kph) before veering off through the hedges. You will be followed by owls for several hundreds of metres, and little birds (generally finches, I think) who will precede you along the roads, landing and taking off, asking you to follow them.  You will cross bridges over busy trunk roads that are as busy at night time as during the day. And the occasional shift worker will overtake you in the small hours either going to, or returning from, work. One even stopped to ask if I needed any help while I was resting by the roadside.IMAG2639

I stopped in the market square in Oundle for an energy snack and, apart from some distant voices and the passage of two cars through the town, I had the town to myself, illuminated by both street lighting and shop security lights.

I got to within 1km of home at exactly 04.39, the moment when the sun was to rise in our area but, though the sky was generally clear, the northern horizon was obscured by both cloud and mist, making the sunrise a non-event, and I needed to get to bed. So after a quick shower, I climbed into bed at 05.15, to be woken gently (she lightly shook the duvet at the foot of the bed…..) by my lovely wife at 08.20 so I could have breakfast before attending a commitment at 09.00.

All this may sound a bit breathless, but it was invigorating and life-affirming. My mission now is to stay awake until normal bedtime…….

About Frank Burns

My journeys around the world are less about riding a bicycle, and more about what happens when I get off the bicycle. Click on the Personal Link below to visit my webpages.

Posted on June 22, 2017, in Cycling UK and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. I remember a mid summers eve kayak trip and you are so right about increased olfactory senses. Other half went off to clean our chapel at about 3.30am – he couldn’t sleep but I could. Hope you can stay awake.

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  2. I recall a Saturday night ride from Kibworth in Leicestershire to York for the York Cycle Rally back in 1976. It saved paying for overnight accommodation! The Youth Hostel was fully booked that night anyway. It was the summer of the big drought, with hosepipe restrictions. But on a bike you could hear where the hosepipes had been left on overnight to save the lawns and gardens! Who’d have thought it?

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  3. 5pm now….so far, so good!

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  4. Ah, 1976……the year we got married….and the year we walked a chunked of the Pennine Way through burning moorland

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  5. This sounds like a fantastic idea. I suppose doing it tonight would be worthwhile, but not quite the same. Will have to add it to the calendar for next year (when it’ll be a Friday, and thus much more manageable…)

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  6. When I was working, I used to make it the nearest Friday or Saturday……still within the spirit of ‘the law’……

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  7. I only ride at night for a short time…for me ideally under 1 hr. By the way, are the Brits now into metric? I noticed you’re noting your rides in kilometres.

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  8. I’ve been measuring in metric for decades…..why? It began with Audax riding, where all rides were measured in kms, but it’s now because (having lived and worked in Spain) I feel more European than a British islander.

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