I started about 3pm just for a few hours. A bit of headwind, slush, and a forbidding sky, did not add to the cheery aspect. As I reached Barton Swing Bridge (over the Manchester Ship Canal [Ed: See below for a contemporary picture]) I was stopped by a ship going up the canal – the ‘San Toddonto’. On to Stretford, and over the station bridge I scudded, when suddenly I felt my back wheel slip to one side. For an hour I struggled, and then I fixed it. The hub had broken. I decided to return, but I had not gone two miles when it slipped again. After another titanic struggle, I remounted and sailed into the gathering gloom towards home. Upon lighting up (or trying to) I found that the carbide was done. After refilling, I needed water. After that I wanted a new burner before I could start. At last I was right and all went well until I got in the lanes around home. I spent a lively time in getting out of the mire and finished the run with the wheel scraping away on the forks.
24 miles, 4.5 hours
NOTE: My routes do not imply the shortest way! All distances taken from a Veeder Cyclometer