CER congratulates John Wilkie

CER member John Wilkie completed the 1,200 km Paris-Brest-Paris Randonnée in 77 hours and 45 minutes on Wednesday evening having started the gruelling event on Sunday.  This, a truly great achievement in itself, is made even more remarkable when one considers that John rode his first 50 km audax in September 2014: from virtually nothing to full PBP in 11 months!
Paris-Brest Paris (PBP) from Paris to Brest on the west coast of France and back to Paris has become one of the most prestigious events on the global randonneuring calendar and is run once every four years.  For more information go to the official site.

John's official ride stats are given in the table below:

Suivi de la plaque / Track the frame number:  

Contrôle	Km	Temps	Passage	Moyenne tronçon	Moyenne Totale
START	0		16/08 17:31
VILLAINES	221	08:53	17/08 02:24	24.8 km/h	24.8 km/h
FOUGERES	310	13:10	17/08 06:41	20.7 km/h	23.5 km/h
TINTENIAC	364	16:09	17/08 09:40	18.1 km/h	22.5 km/h
LOUDEAC	449	20:17	17/08 13:48	20.5 km/h	22.1 km/h
CARHAIX	525	25:09	17/08 18:40	15.6 km/h	20.8 km/h
BREST	618	30:11	17/08 23:42	18.4 km/h	20.4 km/h
CARHAIX	703	40:19	18/08 09:50	8.3 km/h	17.4 km/h
LOUDEAC	782	46:58	18/08 16:29	11.8 km/h	16.6 km/h
TINTENIAC	867	52:08	18/08 21:39	16.4 km/h	16.6 km/h
FOUGERES	921	55:11	19/08 00:42	17.7 km/h	16.6 km/h
VILLAINES	1009	61:32	19/08 07:03	13.8 km/h	16.3 km/h
MORTAGNE	1090	67:41	19/08 13:12	13.1 km/h	16.1 km/h
DREUX	1165	73:37	19/08 19:08	12.6 km/h	15.8 km/h
FINISH	1230	77:45	19/08 23:16	15.7 km/h	15.8 km/h

13th August 2015: New Brighton (mod)

You can always rely on Brian Mac to come up with a route for a ride from his local starting point at Ness Gardens. Despite the fact that he wasn’t there, today was no exception as I had downloaded a ride he had led back in 2011. It wasn’t a particularly long ride but with heavy rain forecast for the evening we didn’t want to be out too late.
As I cycled up to Ness I wasn’t expecting a large turnout. The more strenuous riders were off on the annual 100-mile special and a number of riders were off on holiday. However 5 regulars turned up. These were Bryan, Dave H, Steve H, Steve T and myself. We were joined be a new rider, another Brian, who I had met while cycling across the marshes. He said he had heard of our group and had thought about joining us sometime so I persuaded him to join us today.
The six of us set off northwards heading into Neston where we turned right to cross the A540 and on to the village of Raby. A left here took us on through the pretty village of Thornton Hough. Brian’s route was a figure-of-eight and just beyond the village we came to the crossover point. Instead of carrying straight on we turned right so that we were now following Brian’s route in reverse. This brought us to Brimstage where we turned left and headed up to Storeton. Beyond Storeton we were on to the Lever Causeway before dropping down towards Rock Ferry where we hit the Wirral Circular Trail. This would take us around the North Wirral Coast.

Mersey Ferry

Photographs by Bryan Wade

We now followed the trail past the Woodside and Seacombe ferry terminals and up the coast past the Egerton Ferry pub. This had been our lunch stop on the original ride but it was not yet noon so we carried on to New Brighton. Here we decided on Wetherspoons as our lunch stop. Probably not the best choice but the company and the conversation were good.
After lunch we carried on along the coastal path, ploughing our way through the sand drifts in places, until we got back onto tarmacked roads at Meols. Here we turned inland and cycled through the villages of Greasby, Irby and Pensby and back to the crossover point at Thornton Hough. We turned right here and headed back across the A540 and down towards Parkgate. Before we reached it Bryan spotted a road off to the left (Wood Lane) that was signed as a cycle route to Neston. We hadn’t been along it before so we took the opportunity now. Unmade for the most part, but passable, it eventually brought us back into Neston.
From here it was back the way we had come towards Ness Gardens but before we got there we dropped down to the coast again and along to Net’s Café. After a well-earned cup of tea (and a cake, of course) we all went our separate ways although for four of us it was back across the marshes towards Chester. A round trip of 37 miles from Ness or around 60 from Chester.

TC

13th August 2015: Cheshire Cycleway Special Ride (brisk)

Originally advertised as 130 miles including the loop around Wildboarclough following the Cheshire Cycleway, had me wondering whether I was up for a full “200k hilly Audax”. However the rumour was that Colin had recce’d the route and found the Wildboarclough loop would take at least 2½ hrs and a shorter 104 ml relatively flat route would be more manageable.
With rain threatened and a no big climbs I opted for the fixed bike set up for winter with good tyres and guards. This was to be a mixed blessing on the ride!
Colin, Tom, Clive and Dave P met at the Station in Chester for an 8:30 start. I was defiantly the slowest, so with Tom well prepared after LEJOG doing 100 miles every day for 10 days and Clive and Colin regular brisk riders I was put at the front to set a pace comfortable for me. A steady ride out via Delamere where the descent and climb saw me catching up on the flat and finding a wheel to follow was the best option now the group knew my pace. With a slight tailwind we continued on to Acton Bridge, Great Budworth and High Legh Garden Centre for elevenses.
From here we were in “new” territory providing a splendid ride for the middle 50 miles in leafy undulating countryside on lanes not seen on our regular Thursday rides.
The second leg to lunch took us to Bucklow Hill, Ashley, Mobberley Station and Nether Alderley and up onto Alderley Edge where the 1 mile climb rising 300ft up Artists Lane to the Wizard where the geared riders left me wishing for a lower gear. After we regrouped at the top we were rewarded by flat roads then slight descent to the Blacksmiths Arms at Henbury to sample the local ale and pub grub.
After lunch the rain threatened with black clouds and a few spots of rain. As we dropped back onto the Cheshire Plane the group made good time and the weather outlook improved. The route now took us south to skirt Congleton and then bear west towards the motorway. Here an interesting choice of route for the Cheshire Cycleway saw us cross the M6 three times in 3 miles presumably so that the stony track over the second crossing could be included. (It can be avoided by an equidistant but less adventurous route omitting the first two crossings.) I shouldn’t complain though as this was the only section where I had to wait for the others to catch up (The benefit of good tyres and no bouncing chain – not my fitness).  We were soon heading back into familiar territory with the afternoon stop at the Pillory Cafe in Nantwich where we got our usual warm welcome.
The last leg of the route followed the often ridden section of the Cheshire Cycleway via Wettenhall, Eaton, and up to the “Secret Path” over the A49 to Utkinton. I was now struggling on the hills but Colin true to his word would not push on without me in spite of me telling them to do so. Colin came back to find me and the group waited and escorted me back through Waverton to return to Chester Station at 17:30 after a thoroughly enjoyable ride and no rain in spite of very ominous black clouds .
Thanks to Colin for organising the ride.

DP

6th August 2015: Sleap (brisk)

The TV weather forecast promised “improvement throughout the day” as I set off with rain threatening bound for Cleopatra’s bistro. The sooner the Met Office gets their £99 million computer upgrade the better! 

Anyway, the coffee at Cleopatra’s is an improvement on Hildegard’s and the service is just as good. There were nine of us but, apart from Steve T and John, the rest were on personal local rides. So we three set off bound for The Raven in Tilley near Wem. Ivan had been there in Jan 2015, but the last time for me was in late 2011. As soon as we set off the rain came and was on and off all the way to Whitchurch. The route out was via Tilston, Duckington, Norbury and Marbury. 

Around Whitchurch we take the cycleway out to Alkington, which, at a surprising 420ft above sea level, was the highest road for today. We enjoy a further 10 miles of tiny lanes to arrive in Wem from the north. Exiting Wem for Tilley, I suddenly had a brainwave: “Have either of you been to Sleap airfield?” “No” was the reply, “Shall we go?” “Yes, please”. So, not knowing about the treat that they are in for, we motor down the main road for the 4-mile loop into the airfield. 

Photograph by Clive Albany

The cafe doesn’t disappoint with excellent quality, and quantity of food at very reasonable prices, coupled with a control tower side view of the aerial operations. Now that the runaway exit shortcut to Loppington is forbidden, I plot a circular route, initially southwards back via the middle of Myddle. We now enjoy 17 miles of tiny Shropshire lanes working our way back via Welshampton and Penley to Bangor on Dee. The sun is out very briefly as we head northwestwards. Arriving back at Cleopatra’s after 62 miles at 16.4 mph, we provide a bike-purchasing consultancy to “mein host” as tea and cake are consumed. The only disappointment of the day was the unexpected rain and late arrival of the sun. With 87 miles completed to home, it was a useful warm up for the 100 miler next week!

CA

30th July 2015: Aston (mod)

There were only four of us available for a ride from Rose Farm, and we didn't know where to go. Aston, by my slightly longer route was chosen, as it was unlikely to tax our navigation skills, and we like the pub. Over the last twelve months, I think I have visited the Bhurtpore on my bike more times than I've driven to Asda Runcorn in my car. It is still an enjoyable, easy-rolling, relaxed route to look forward to, even if it is familiar.
Keith, Paul, John and myself were soon heading down to Cotebrook, careful of the gravel at 'Jim's corner', when turning left into Smithy Lane. We headed for Rushton on the quiet, narrow lanes below Oulton Park. Wettenhall, Venetian Marina and Reaseheath were cruised past before hitting the attractive Welsh Row. We turned off through parkland before the A534 avoiding traffic and coming out by 'The Big Lake'. A short stretch of main road, and then we turned left towards the not so secret Secret Nuclear Bunker. After a steady stretch in a southerly direction down Coole Lane we made the acute turn right at Brickwall Farm, and meandered the last few miles to our lunch stop.  The fish were big, and the curry hot and filling at the friendly Bhurtpore. I can't remember if Keith had his usual cheese and onion butty, but he had no complaints.  
We came back via Ravensmoor, Swanley and Brindley, and with an extra little loop from Paul, we were soon passing Tilly's and heading for Tilstone Bank. I am not in great cycling nick at the moment, mainly due to enforced slavery on a garden transformation project at home. I was grateful for the lads' patience and pacing. John's wheel was a welcome lead into the wind on our return to Tarporley. We received the familiar warm welcome at the Old Fire Station café, with offers to fill our bottles, and an invite to take our bikes through to the back. We sat in the sun, and had a laugh. It was good to get to know John as he is usually up the road with the fast riders. Paul is now a familiar friend with the relaxed group, and Keith is an addict when he can get off work. Unfortunately, I won't be riding this coming Thursday, as the missus' Wendy House is due to be installed in our garden! About 42 dry miles were covered from Rose Farm in excellent company.      
DH

23rd July 2015: Llanasa (mod)

John, Steve Tan, Dave Heath, Dave Matthews, Liz and Martin, and Mike turned up at The Gallery tea room.  We had time to catch up with Liz and Martin's latest cycle adventures, and chatted about le Tour. The amazing stage 14 win of the Wirral rider Steve Cummings was prominent in our discussion. Mike, Steve and myself agreed to head toward Llanasa or Gwaenysgor.  The rest of the group 'did a Dave Matthews', including Dave Matthews!  Mike's knowledge of the Welsh lanes made him the natural choice to lead, so I offered to write up the ride.  We were soon happily spinning moderately through Northop, and bracing ourselves for the brief but dangerous A55 link in order to climb up to Halkyn village.  Mike had a deviation somewhere around Berthengam and Axton, which he had done following Ivan.  It must be nice to have faith in Ivan's route finding.  To be fair, it was narrow, quiet and sheltered: just what we like!  We also ran into a lovely young lady and a lad who had taken a rescue dog out for a walk and got lost!  The chocolate young Labrador puppy with them was delightful, nearly knocking Steve off his bike in its enthusiasm.  

The Red Lion was under new management again, and the owner didn't seem keen on sweaty lycra being seated in the dining room, but we ignored this. The food and service were fine.  Mike was 'playing dad' on our return via Trelawnyd and Babell, thinking that we might get lost.  He eventually peeled off into the wind in order to return to his posh residence in Rhos-on- Sea.  Evidently, his good lady finds Rhos very different from Newcastle, as their neighbours often wear clothes and stay in on a Saturday night.  We diligently followed Mike's proposed route to Hawarden, although 'Rocket Robin Hood' Steve Tan did miss a turn, no doubt at a great rate of knots, whilst I was watering a hedge! We continued past Soughton Hall to Alltami.  We missed the main roads and busy Ewloe roundabout by skirting the northeast edge of Buckley and heading for the B5125 to Hawarden via Burntwood Pentre.  Forty something miles in good weather, with great views and convivial company.                 

DH

16th July 2015: Aston (mod)

The relatively small group that gathered at Manley Mere suggested that the summer holidays have started. Keith, John and Dave M had only joined us for the start, so a smaller group of Bryan, Dave P, Steve T and myself were out for a ride. No one had planned one, so after some confusion from myself as to whether the wind was in the SW or the SE (it was the latter), we decided to head into it outbound and have it behind us on the return.  So we travelled in that direction through Kelsall, Utkinton, Cotebrook and Wettenhall, before pausing outside Nantwich to decide exactly where our destination should lie.  Balancing The Swan at Wybunbury against the Bhurtpore Arms at Aston, we chose Aston, largely based on possible return routes.

Photograph by Steve Haywood

As usual, the Bhurtpore did not disappoint; and well-refreshed and after some adjustment to Steve T’s brakes, we headed off again.  Although only an hour away, the temptation of cakes at Tilly’s led us north through Brindley and into Bunbury. From there, we travelled to Beeston Castle, past the Shady Oak to Huxley, where Bryan struck off back towards Chester.  The three remaining continued through Burton and Oscroft to leave me at Kelsall and then return to Manley.

A day of fine warm weather, good company and decent food with about 54 miles travelled: those not riding today were missing out.

SH

9th July 2015: Four Crosses (mod)

Is this a record? Not getting back to our start in Chirk until quarter to six after only a 38 mile ride. It’s hard to know where the time went, but there are some excuses.

Dave H, Steve T, Keith and myself met in the Chirk Tea Rooms alongside members of the brisk group. No one had brought a prepared route, so I announced that I’d an idea for a ride that involved hills.  This persuaded Dave P (out on his own today) to join us in preference to the brisk group who intended a flattish ride to Shrewsbury.  The idea was to head north over World’s End and back over the Horseshoe Pass. The initial difficulty was working out how to get from Chirk to Trevor, which shouldn’t have been too hard, but delayed our start.  With Dave P’s assistance we tackled some taster hills, before crossing the A5 and the Pontcysyllite Aqueduct (admiring Thomas Telford’s engineering and ironwork) and into Trevor.

Photograph by Steve Tan

From Trevor a steep ascent led us to the Panorama Walk giving great views on such a fine day. This took us beneath imposing limestone crags into the World’s End valley, where we came to a standstill behind a flock of sheep being shepherded slowly up the valley. Then ascending steeply, we crossed the very slippery ford and up onto Esclusham Moor. Everything was perfect as we descended into Minera and then Dave H got a puncture “from a leaf”. Close examination revealed a tyre worn close to the canvas in several places: “even worse than my tyres” said Dave P, who rescued us from a shambolic team attempt to change the tyre. Somewhat past our usual lunchtime, we pressed on to the Moors Inn at Four Crosses to a friendly welcome and some well received steak pies.

From here we had a fast run down the main road, past the Llandegla Forest, before turning left at the Plough Inn onto a minor road and then onto the main road up to the Ponderosa Café. From the top we took the more attractive Old Horseshoe Pass Road steeply down and on towards Llangollen.  As soon as the canal appeared we transferred to the towpath, passing above the tents and crowds of the Llangollen Eisteddfod. Apparently Burt Bacharach was performing, but we only saw a female choir. A stop was needed so we sat in the sun and ate ice creams. 

From Llangollen we continued along the canal, past the Trevor canal basin, back over the aqueduct and onwards through the seriously long and dark tunnel, before emerging by the railway station back in Chirk. 

So, the excuses: a slow start, sheep, a puncture and 4850ft of ascent.

SH

9th July 2015: Shrewsbury (brisk)

Jeremy Clarkson’s car blog in the Sunday Times is invariably a rant about a current personal issue padded out with a car review. Well this blog is similar except it’s not a rant, but a celebration and a ride description. There is a misconception that all brisk rides are long, hilly, fast and furious. Well some are, and some are not. Our unofficial Tuesday rides are invariable long, fast, and hilly and furious (well relatively so for 60+ers). As Ivan had planned the Tuesday ride to the new Wetherspoons in Sandbach, I said I would plan today’s ride from Chirk. So often from Chirk we attack the hills but I wanted something different today. As I was feeling a bit sore from my unfortunate dismount in the rain on Tuesday, I planned a flat ride to The Shrewsbury Hotel (aka Wetherspoons) in Shrewsbury. The aforementioned celebration is that of the beautiful Shropshire countryside between Chirk and the county seat. Out through Western Rhyn, there is a tiny arrow-straight lane that gives you marvellous views of the land around culminating in the foreboding Old Oswestry Iron Age hill fort. Sliding out around the town, we are soon away from Oswestry and riding through Queens Head. The road down through Ruyton XI-Towns passes by many old country estates. The views are of the Wrekin and Caer Caradoc beyond. At Fitz, we now go east then south through suburbia to access the superb Severn river embankment in Shrewsbury itself. Following it clockwise as far as we can go, we arrive at the pub after 30 miles. 

Wetherspoons is fine except they forget to bring out my lunch, so I ask for my money back and in doing so get a free pint. A few of Ivan’s chips will have to suffice today supplemented by a Snickers bar. Back along the river, we exit via the cycleways to Montford Bridge. Over the Seven and the A5, the ride back is largely along highway 81. Moving North Eastwards, we pass by the Army training camp at Wilcott and the radio telescope at Knockin. The sun has warmed the air, the roads are good, and the countryside is quintessentially English in these former Marcher bad lands (as evidenced by quite a few former Motte and Baileys). Across Maesbury Marsh, we complete the figure-of-eight routing by crossing the A5 towards Gobowen. My lack of lunch necessitates tea and cake at Derwen College as it is obvious that we three (Ivan, John and myself) will not make it back in time for the 15:50 Chester train. A leisurely return is completed via the Rhyn valley with its steep climb out. Sixty miles in just over 4 hours. Acres and acres of wonderful countryside so rarely seen and appreciated by motorists. A Magnum ice cream rounds off a superb day's cycling!

CA

2nd July 2015: Coton (mod)

Another large turnout at the Ice Cream Farm saw us sitting outside in the early morning sun discussing possible destinations. I suggested the Dog and Bull at Coton, midway between Whixall and Prees, and with no other offers forthcoming it was agreed. The group consisted of Steve T, Steve H, Trevor, George, Keith, Dave H, Ray, Paul and myself. Liz and Dave P arrived on the tandem but with Dave wearing his wedding shoes by mistake they decided to just stay for the cake and coffee.

We followed a fairly traditional route out through Tattenhall, Carden, and Shocklach to Threapwood and the Wyches. The temperature was steadily approaching the 20’s that we had been promised but we also had a few short showers that were not due until later in the day. We made steady progress, despite me reading the satnav upside down at one point! and were soon climbing up past the Hanmer Arms towards Bettisfield and Northwood. A sharp turn to the east then took us to the run in for lunch through Dobsons Bridge and Whixall. The rain was beginning to become irritating at this point, so it was with relief that we parked our bikes under the sun umbrellas in the pub’s beer garden.

Service was good and the food reasonably priced and enjoyable as we watched the rain on the road outside. As we had hoped, we emerged to dry weather but wet roads and set off for the return journey. Our pleasure was short-lived, however, as the rain returned with increasing intensity, prompting some of us to don waterproofs. The temperature had by now dropped to 17˚C; still reasonably warm but not a pleasant summer’s day any more. 

We took the direct route north through Fenns Bank and Whitewell towards Malpas. I had planned to return via Harthill from here, but the rain suggested otherwise, and we continued north towards Tilston and our outward route.

The stronger group missed the turn in the village and continued on to Barton and Coddington, while the rest of us returned via Tattenhall. Though we had split into two groups, we were confident that once Dave got a whiff of the cake he would irrevocably find his way to the cafe and that was indeed the case.

Spirits dampened by the continual rain, we abandoned the plan of afternoon snacks, and continued homewards.

A good route, despite the weather. 46 miles, or nearly 70 for those from Chester. 

JD

2nd July 2015: Baldwin’s Gate (brisk)

There were hordes of us at the temporary cafe at the Ice Cream Farm today. The weather was overcast and rain threatened. The brisk group of Ivan, Tom, John, Jan and myself set off bound for Baldwin’s Gate; “Where’s that” was the uniform response - “near Newcastle-under-Lyme" was the answer. Jan was “back” after a 2-year layoff, but you wouldn’t have known it from her riding form today. So, out and through Tarporley to Eaton, and then riding the length of the Wettenhall to Nantwich road, finds us on the edge of Nantwich. A short run along the A51 Bypass finds us taking a right down via Willaston and into Wybunbury via the cyclist-friendly road bridge over the A500 at Blakelow. A left by the Wybunbury church eventually takes us up to Wrinehill, where after a mile of the A531, we turn right and up the hill towards Madeley, which is only a stone’s throw from the M6. It’s “only" then a slog up and over the next hill and down into Baldwin’s Gate. After 30 miles we are ready for a stop. Apparently the village acquired its name “ from one of the properties on the main road where the occupant collected tolls from users of the road” according to Wiki. 

It’s quite awhile since I visited the Sheet Anchor pub and its transformation into a modern decor pub was a pleasant surprise. The fare was pricier, but the food was plentiful and good, which combined with good service and a Lime & Soda for 80p, produced a satisfying dining experience. Meanwhile, the threatened rain had wetted the roads as we left for our 30 mile return. 

Up and over Camp Hill and through Aston we find delightful lanes in the cool air. In and out of Woore and going north, we take the lanes across to Hunsterson and Hatherton to ride the main drag back into Nantwich. It’s raining more now, and a rain-check coffee stop offer in Nantwich is eschewed, thus we motor on via Acton and Brindley before arriving dripping wet in Tilley’s. There’s always a warm welcome here, and we sit and chat hoping the rain will stop. It doesn’t, but it abates enough to get us going again back towards the ICF. It’s a 60 miler round trip, with 80+ for Chester riders. I suppose it had to rain sometime!

CA

25th June 2015: Bunbury (mod)

Ten riders set out for the moderate ride from the Little Roodee Café in Chester. The Dysart Arms in Bunbury was the destination with a southern loop in the morning and a northern loop in the afternoon. 

We set out along the riverside by the Groves and picked up the canal path for a short while to escape Chester via River Lane and on to Aldford and Churton where we detoured around the back lanes of the villages to admire the old cottages and pretentious Victorian chimney pots. In Farndon we again diverted into the back lanes to admire the church then took the old road south, now a byway cut by the Farndon bypass, to emerge in Crewe-by-Farndon. Onwards via Tilston turning left for Bickerton and a little bit of climbing to stretch the legs before skirting the Peckforton Hills on the east side and on to Bunbury and the Dysart Arms with about 25 miles covered. The sun was glorious and so were the garden and the food.

Photograph by Dave Pipe.

 After lunch we headed down to Tilston Bank to cross the railway and canal then the payback for the descent to climb up from the canal and on to Cotebrook via a meandering route taking in as many narrow lanes as possible. The Cafe at Cotebrook was closed for the day but the suggestion of pushing on to Walk Mill was an excellent choice. Open until 5pm – worth noting for future sunny day rides.

After a relaxed stop we headed back to Chester via Waverton and the canal path. 50 miles round trip.

Note: Cotebrook cafe is only open in the middle of the day according to the chap in the house opposite when we passed on Tuesday afternoon. The Shirehorse Centre 300 yards South on the main road is a good alternative.

DP

25th June 2015: Calverhall (brisk)

I wanted a “recovery” ride after Ivan’s fast 100 miler to Macclesfield at 16.3 mph on Tuesday. Ray was back from Spain and, after 10,000+ metres of climbing the Spanish hills in 30˚+C heat; he also wanted a recovery ride. So with John and Tom we set off out via Eccleston bound for the Old Jack at Calverhall.
A left in Rossett takes out to Holt and on, via Wetreins Lane, to Tilston. Grange Lane takes us back to the A41 that we cross back and forth via No Mans Heath. Onwards through Bradley to Oldhall Street to a run down to Grindley Brook. A saunter along the canal then takes us into Whitchurch town. Out on the Alkington road, we veer off to Prees then Prees Higher Heath. Taking Prees Road, we edge up to Calverhall at 39 miles, but not before my front wheel slowly deflates to spoil the otherwise idyllic cycle through lane after lane.
The Old Jack has never disappointed and we all opt for the generous plate of Steak and Onion baguette. The return is replotted since there were issues*** with the inner tube that I used to repair the front flat and it was a bit under-inflated. So a right in Ightfield takes up a truly delightful run to Burleydam via the Combermere Arms to Aston. I opt to go back via Marbury, Bickley, and Bickerton to get to the Ice Cream Farm for 16:00. Suitably refreshed we roll back into Chester via Saighton where I pick up a nasty sting in my neck, and Tom's front wheel has a slight buckle. Hopefully that's the end of issues for the day. A 75 miler through the cream of Cheshire and Shropshire lanes; you’ll not find better!

CA

*** There were two problems with Yak inner tubes. After Tom’s tyre blow out on Tuesday, he fitted one of my Yak tubes. In Winsford, 30 mins later, he replaces the worn tyre with new one at Cyclone bike shop. They then had to replace the Yak tube since the valve fell apart on reflation. On the ride above, upon reflation of my slow, I couldn’t unscrew the pump flexible tube from the valve stem. I had to snap the valve stem and the broken part of the valve stem remained inside my Topeak Race flexible pump connector making it unusable; yet the tube valve held for the 40 miles home. I phoned Merlin Cycles who immediately credited me for the 5 that I had bought, and not wanting me to return the unused ones. I then ordered some Contis from them. Good customer service from Merlin Cycles. PS: I managed to get the valve bits out of my pump head when I got home as well so it is useable again.

18th June 2015: Whittington (mod)

This was our first visit to “Hildegard’s” since Hildegard had returned to her native Germany so we didn’t know what to expect. We didn’t even know if it would be open. However the new owners had opened the previous Friday as a Bistro and Coffee Shop, now called Cleopatra’s. We were given a warm welcome and were soon tucking in to our usual pre-ride fare. I had come armed with route that we had previously done in July 2011 that, coincidentally, had been our first visit to Hildegard’s after it had opened.

Having been suitably fed and watered we assembled outside. The brisk group sped off (briskly) leaving eight of us on the moderate ride. We were Bryan, Dave H, George, Jim, Ken (joining us for the first time), Steve H and myself. We set off across the A534 and came to our first obstacle, a ‘road closed’ notice. Assuming that it applied to the main road and not the side roads that we would be taking we ignored it and carried on. Sure enough we turned off onto a side road and never came across the closed road. We did however come across our second obstacle. Someone had built a dual carriageway across our route. Fortunately they had also built a cycle path down to a nearby roundabout and back. After the short diversion we were soon speeding past the Industrial Estate before skirting around the south of Wrexham and heading out towards Ruabon.

After Ruabon we had the exhilarating run down past Cefn Mawr and the gradual climb up to the A5. A left and right off the A5 took us up past Chirk golf course and past the entrance to Chirk Castle. A shortcut past the caravan site proved disastrous for Bryan. As we dropped down an unmade path towards the Ceiriog Valley a piece of a tree branch shot up between his wheel and mudguard breaking the latter from its arms. A short period of head-scratching followed until a solution was found involving a zip-tie. How on earth did we manage before they were invented? We walked down the rest of the track then headed up the valley. The next left took us up a single chevroned hill right on the line of Offa’s Dyke and into England.  A steady climb took us around the eastern side of Selattyn, then down to Gobowen and Park Hall Camp on to Whittington.

Photographs by Michael Gilbert

Our lunch stop was “Ye Old Boote Inn” at Whittington, a 16th century coaching inn, built to accommodate visitors to the 12th century castle opposite and for travellers heading into and out of Wales. Despite the eight of us turning up unannounced we were served quickly with excellent food, which we were able to enjoy at the outside tables in the warm June sunshine – a rare commodity this year.

The return route was shorter and less hilly and we were soon diving down the quiet lanes of Hindford, Crickett (old and new), Seven Sisters and Trench onto the broad lane to Penley. The route I had would have taken us back via Bangor-on-Dee but several riders didn’t like the main road section there so the majority vote was to return by way of Holly Bush and Shocklach. 

The north-westerly wind that had been blowing all day had not caused us too many problems and by the time we got back to Cleopatra’s we had completed a very pleasant 52 miles. Of course when we got back we felt it our duty to test the cakes. Several of us can recommend the delicious Guinness cake!

TC

18th June 2015: Hough (brisk)

Arriving at the newly opened and renamed Cleopatra's at Holt were other CER riders already partaking in their pre ride drinks and munch. As there was a large group it would split into the brisk and moderate rides. I had prepared a ride out to Hough so set off with Tom, John, Dave P riding solo and Steve T.

Heading back down the hill to cross the bridge over the Dee and turn right to skirt the church and then out to Crewe by Farndon before turning left along Wetreins Lane. Onwards with a strong tail wind we were making good progress racing through Shocklach, Bickley, Wrenbury, Aston and Audlem. After turning onto the A525 at Coole Lane corner heading down hill into Audlem it is an awakening on how silly young drivers are in fast cars as two sporty cars try to pass us before the little bridge at the bottom and before going up into the high street. One passes down hill and one gets caught at the rear then squeezes past us as soon as we are over the bridge, lucky for them that they were not in the street when passing.

We are now on the main road for a couple of miles before turning right onto the lane for Hunsterson and staying on quiet green lanes of the country side in now sunny conditions passing Bridgemere, Checkly and turning north at Wrinehill heading towards our lunch stop at Hough. We pass the main line railway at Betley where I gave a little useless info of an occasion when the Royal Train was stopped at the signal box (circa 1973) when the signaller on duty had fallen asleep!! It was the early hours but he was moved out of the position as a result of his actions.

I had googled the local pubs and was looking for the White Lion that we have passed previously but ended up at the White Hart as the other hostelry was at Weston being informed by the postie!! 

It was the midday special for all and service pleasant but we were soon back into the saddle with a now head on wind to reduce our speed back home.

We passed Nantwich and taking the usual route back along Dig lane and Swanley and onwards crossing the A49 passing the Chomondeley Castle to Broxton and enjoying the down hill roll crossing the A41 and enjoying the last few miles through Coddington before we leave Steve at Churton who is returning to Holt where he was parked. 

The remaining four of us returned to Chester passing Aldford arriving back into Chester before 16:00 having covered 60+ miles from Holt but 80+ with the ride to and from Chester and Shotton.

A good ride and a pleasure to have Dave and Steve joining us.

No photos as too busy cycling!!

ID

11th June 2015: No Mans Heath (mod)

A fine sunny day encouraged a good turn out as we all gathered at Rose Farm Garden Centre, Utkinton to await the 10:00 am opening of the café.

The default position of two rides was quickly agreed and Clive had a venue in mind for the “brisk” group consisting of himself, John, Ivan, Ray and Tom with his knee heavily strapped a worry with only a few weeks to go to his inaugural End2End.

The “moderate” team decided that after the more demanding terrain of Mike’s excellent ride of last week through the Conwy Valley, a traditional Easy Riders route would be a good plan for today.  I suggested a run down through Malpas to the Wheatsheaf at No Mans Heath.  All were content.  Dave H, Steve T, Keith, Trevor, Dave & Liz on the tandem Mike G and yours truly therefore set out for a gentle ride south through the Cheshire Plain.  Crossing the A51 at Duddon we bowled along in the sunshine through Hoofield and Huxley before picking up the Cheshire Cycle Way to Tattenhall.   Here we continued south across the A41 before I suggested we swung west to add a few miles.  Through Coddington to Churton and then turning south again to skirt the eastern edge of Farndon to Shocklach, where we rejoined the Cheshire Cycle Way into Threapwood.  There was general consensus that these are the days that make cycling worthwhile and get us out on our bikes.  The sun on our backs, quiet country lanes and panoramic views across rural Cheshire to the Welsh hills in the distance, this is truly a green and pleasant land.

 Due to my indecisiveness and Dave’s eagerness to get to lunch we missed the right turn in Malpas and so did a slight detour before arriving at the Wheatsheaf at No Mans Heath (what a wonderful name).  On our previous visit we were competing with a large group of ramblers but fortunately we were the only sizable group today and had the undivided attention of the staff.  Drinks and food were quickly ordered and a 40p for a pint of lime and soda and meals for £5 you can’t beat it for value.  The usual eclectic mix of topics was discussed over lunch and then we were back in the saddle having already clocked up 30 miles.  To avoid the Pageant taking place at Cholmondeley Castle we continued eastwards re-crossing the A41 and then the A49 before turning north to Chorley and through the lanes to Bunbury, now basking in the reflected glory of its recent fame as a location for a TV series.  Our destination for afternoon tea was the old Fire Station café at Tarporley, which meant a climb up Tilstone Bank.  We had lost the tandem at Bunbury where Dave & Liz had succumbed to the call of their favourite afternoon tea stop.  The reminder of us arrived to a warm welcome from the staff at the former Fire Station.  Afternoon tea and cake were enjoyed in the warm sunshine of the rear courtyard accompanied by our usual gentle banter.  A little reluctantly we got back on the bikes for the final few miles back to Utkinton.  50 miles ridden and surprisingly 1800 feet of ascent climbed.  The Cheshire Plain is not as flat as it appears.

GW 

11th June 2015: Barthomley (brisk)

What a gorgeous summers’ day it turned out to be. Ray met me on the ride out to Rose Farm - he was only out for a short ride, as he was getting ready for his Spanish cycling trip next week. So with a lot of us out, the brisk group of Ivan, John, Tom and myself set off bound for the White Lion at Barthomley. The route out was via the Cheshire lanes of Cotebrook, Rushton and Wettenhall. Here Ray peeled off at the now defunct Boot and Slipper pub. We motor on through Church Minshull to appear at Bradford Green. Through Coppenhall Moss we arrive at Ettiley Heath. At the roundabout, the access to the NCR5 is cunningly hidden. So we start on the Wheelock Line Trail, which runs down to, Malkin’s Bank locks. Ivan’s aunty used to live in one of the houses near the canal but, as he was only 6 at the time, he can’t remember which one!

Malkin's Bank Locks

Photographs by John Wilkie and Clive Albany

Steak and Ale Pie at the White Lion

On through Hassall Green, we go over the M6 and back under and then under again to access the next part of NCR5, the Salt Line. This skirts Day Green to enter Alsager via Lawton Heath End. Out via Foxley, we go over the A500 and via Audley to go over the M6 for the fourth and last time. The run into Barthomley clocks up 29 miles and the White Lion is a welcome sight. The range of ales is impressive and the historic steak and ale pie is as excellent as ever.
The sun is high and warm but there is still 26 miles to go so we set off towards Weston. I take a wrong turn to Weston, but correcting on the fly, we end up where we should be on our way via Shavington to Nantwich. Passing Bamford Hall on the way, Ivan remarks that it was here that he passed his BR Medical in 1970. Rather than the usual long drag up to Wettenhall, I choose to go via Aston and Brindley back to Tilley’s for a cream tea. The route back to Rose Farm runs up 55 miles, but we four head back to Chester knowing that we have 80+ miles on the clock. Only a rear wheel puncture at Tattenhall spoils my day. We averaged 16.2 mph on the hottest day of the year so far, and for me, not bad for a “soon to be OAP+2 years old".

CA

4th June 2015: Colwyn Bay to Betws-y-Coed Special Ride (brisk)

Snowdonia Range

Arriving at Colwyn Bay station on time, I decided that we i.e. Tom, Ivan, Ray and myself needed to warm up our legs before climbing out of Colwyn onto the ridge above. Brian Mac was also with us, so we motored along the prom to Nino’s Cafe where the Moderates were getting ready for the off. Setting off promptly, we retraced our route right along the prom before turning up through Old Colwyn to access Nant y Glyn lane. This is a delightful ever-rising lane up a valley to enable us to get onto the Llanrwst road aka B5113, on which we would rise and fall for the next 18 miles. The Nant y Glyn has a vicious sting its tail and, with my heart monitor showing an alarming 173bpm, I decided a short rest was needed! Once on the top, we rise to 1250ft over the next 18 miles with magnificent panoramas of Snowdonia and especially Tryfan. The weather is perfect, there is little traffic, the road surface is good - what more do we need! 

Photographs by Ivan Davenport and Clive Albany

Waiting for lunch

Dutch Pancake House

Out through Nebo, we rush down to Pentrefoelas. Turning right we have a 3 mile motor along the near-deserted A5 northwards. It would be easy to stay on the A5 since Betws-y-Coed is only 4 miles further on, but a quick left up over the River Conwy takes us up tiny lanes running parallel to the A5. We descend to cross the B road to Ffestiniog then take an unclassified metalled lane passing the Conwy river falls. Crossing the A road to Ffestiniog, we then take the back way into Betws-y-Coed to the railway carriage cafe lunch stop. It is a pleasant location, if you are into trains, but in reality, the food was mediocre - so next time, it is somewhere else for lunch. 

Most of the 5500ft of climbing is over and we wend our way along the B road back to Conwy town. I fancied a short diversion to Canovium (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canovium), a Roman fort that controlled the Conwy river crossing around 1600-1800 years ago. Not much to see today, but the “modern 14C ” church built within the fort is delightful. Bryan had mentioned that at Rowen is the Dutch Pancake House, so a pleasant diversion to cycle by it is arranged. It turned out to be very “convenient” for me. As Tom and Ray waited for me, Ivan motored on oblivious to our calls. I wasn’t concerned because I knew where he was going to stop, the Liverpool Arms at Conwy quayside. So a little later we all arrive and enjoy a pint with him in the sunshine. Ivan was keen to get home for his grandson’s birthday party, so we leave him to catch the train, and we then motor on to the Great Orme. The cliff road is surprisingly high at 420ft but worth the fast run back into Llandudno promenade. Out via the Little Orme, I realise we are just a few minutes too late for the train, so reluctantly we stop at Nino’s Cafe for a drink and a cake.

Llandudno pier and bay

Very soon the Moderate group arrive in dribs and drabs having had an equally rewarding and enjoyable day. The only spoiler for the day was the guard of the 17:21 who wouldn’t allow three bikes on his train. We had to wait for the 17:43, which meant that Tom had to ride from Flint rather than from Shotton, but as he needs the practice for the E2E, it worked out well. The route round was 62 miles and 5500ft of climb. Perfect weather, countryside, vistas, and company - a grand day out!

CA

4th June 2015: Rhos on Sea to Llanrwst Special Ride (mod)

As I cycled down to Nino’s restaurant in Rhos to lead the moderates on their cycle excursion of the Conwy valley I came across Jim contributing very generously to my local council tax. At Nino’s we were joined by Paul, George, Keith, Dave H and Steve T. All enjoying the rare fine weather we get in this part of the UK. After presenting Dave H with a copy of ‘Welsh with Ease’ so that he could learn some of the local language on his visit and he didn’t feel he was in a strange place, we were joined by Brian Mac, Darren and members of the brisk group Clive, Ray, Tom and Ivan.



Photographs by Brian MacDonald and Mike Gilbert

On time, nine of us mods set off in the direction of Llandudno and the Great Orme taking in St Trillo’s chapel and the Little Orme. We enjoyed the freedom of cycling on Llandudno promenade and were entertained by a Punch and Judy show prior to joining Marine Drive to take us around the Great Orme. At its Head we enjoyed fine

views across to Anglesey, these continued whilst dropping down to Llandudno West Shore including those of the north Wales coast and the Conwy estuary. We took the A546 to Deganwy and at the railway station joined the cycleway round the Conwy estuary that took us across the headland over the A55 road tunnel and onto Conwy harbour.  From the harbour we joined the one-way system and cycled past the castle, then onto the B5106 to Gyffin. From there we took minor roads to Henryd and Rowen joining the B5106 north of Tal-y-bont that took us to our lunch stop at Trefriw.  We lunched at The Old Ship (Yr Hen Long), where we enjoyed good food and fine real ales.
After lunch we took Gower Road from Trefriw to Llanrwst crossing the Afon Conwy via a pedestrian suspension bridge. In Llanrwst, Darren decided he would like to extend his ride so he went off in the direction of Nebo. The remaining eight of us took the A548 towards Abergele with two and a half miles of gradual climbing. At the summit we rested and took in the distance views of the Snowdonia mountains before joining the B5113 to take us back towards Colwyn Bay and Rhos on Sea. It was an undulating section of road with cool westerly winds. After about 6 miles we turned right and took some minor roads I knew eventually joining the B5381 at Dolwen dropping down to Llandullas via Rhyd-y-Foel. At Llandullas Jim incurred a puncture and we bade farewell to Brian Mac who was to take the train back home via Pensarn. From Llandullas the remainder took Sustrans Route 5 along the coast where we were able to observe fine coastal views on our travels back to Rhos. Overall we cycled 48 miles with about 4,000 feet of climbing.
MG

28th May 2015: The Plassey (brisk)

I had decided not to prepare a ride today but rather “go with the flow". As there were a lot of us, it became obvious that two groups were needed. The Moderates were off to Overton, and the Brisk lot (Ray, Tom, John and Steve T) turned to me with “Where are we going then Clive”. I had looked through the old rides list but couldn’t find anything I liked. So, being honest I said, “I’ve no idea where to go, but let’s see where we end up”. Steve offered that as the wind was strong and westerly then a diagonal ride would give us a bit of wind-assist on the way home. So off towards Kelsall we ride via Ashton. Up Kelsall Hill and past the defunct Summertrees café, we’re up at 500ft and on the way to Cotebrook and the edge of Eaton. Skirting around Tarporley, we stop briefly near the church in Wyche Road, Bunbury to admire a magnificent Elizabethan house hidden down in the dip.
Onwards past Tilley’s, we run down alongside the Peckforton Hills to Bickerton. I was now getting an idea of where we could end up for lunch - but nothing has actually gelled yet. So onwards around Duckington and Edge Green, we shuffle through Chorlton to the outskirts of Worthenbury. Now I have it - “The Plassey” for lunch. So fortified at last with a concrete idea, I plan a route around Bangor-on-Dee to take us onto the two mile straight drag to the Plassey, which was straight into the westerly headwind.
At 37 miles out from Manley, we’re ready for a refuelling stop. The Plassey is busy as it is half-term week, and we have to sit out side in the cold. By 14:00, we ready to go, even if it is only to get warm again, which we soon do on the inclines up to Eyton. The plan was to get through Wrexham via some “Harry the Bike” shortcuts. Firstly, we take the back lanes and a tour of Erddig Park before taking the shortcut through Puleston Industrial Estate. Under the railway bridge cut-through there is the most impractical bike gate you will ever see - obviously the designer has never ridden a bike! Out through Centenary Road, we go past Morrisons on a short curving cycle path that perhaps followed the old railway line. A few turns around the car parks of the Maelor Hospital on Watery Road eventually find us at the rear escape route now arriving opposite Wrexham football ground. From here it is a straightforward easterly run around the back of Wrexham passing the Rugby Club and the Council Offices down Bryn Estyn Road. A left along Sandy Lane finds us at the roundabout to Wrexham Industrial estate link road. Straight over and a right down Borras Lane, (partially repaired now) allows us a 25mph drag run into Holt. A brief stop outside the former Hildegard’s café confirms there is no life inside yet. So off through Churton, Coddington and Handley, finds us at 60 miles up at Applegate’s cafe at Milton Green for tea and cake. Steve has to ride back to Runcorn, so I plot a route up the A41to Waverton to enable him to go via Great Barrow back home. The route back to Manley is 70 miles, and all of us will have ridden 80+ today at 15.7mph average and a surprising 2800ft of up’s and down’s.

CA

28th May 2015: Overton (mod)

Temperatures were more like late February than late May when six hardy souls left Manley Mere into a fresh westerly wind.  We had a duopoly of leaders with Steve leading on the electronic side and Brian with a back-up with the C19 paper version.  We were joined by Bryan, George, Keith and Andy and decided to head into the wind first.  The outward journey was uneventful via Waverton, Aldford and past Hildegard’s that looked very closed awaiting new owners.  Onwards via Cross Lanes, Bangor on Dee race-course and up the only incline of the morning to arrive at The White Horse pub in Overton (01978 710 111 Lunches 12:00 – 14:30).  A cracking Joules brewery outlet, it was my first visit but I’ll be back.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

Both lunch & beer was served promptly, efficiently and pleasantly and was at a good price.  The usual varied CER topics of conversation ensued without any mention of Maggie Thatcher, but every other political persuasion was covered.  The return again was uneventful, which is always a bonus and we arrived at the Ice Cream Farm for tea having travelled via Shocklack, Tilston & Tattenhall.  Big mistake – we were overrun by schoolkids on half term.  Why do children have to be continually entertained these days?  Are they not permitted to climb trees by themselves and wander aimlessly through the countryside anymore?  Why am I sounding like Victor Meldrew? After tea, the Chester and Welsh contingency went off while Steve, Keith and I returned to Manley.  The outward cycle was at 13 mph average, but the return to the Mere was 14.5mph, totalling 55 miles round trip. 

BMac

21st May 2015: Ruyton-XI-Towns (mod)

I knew Dave P had a ride, but where was he? To be fair, he is reliable and consistent, so he duly turned up at 10:26, too late for a big breakfast this time.  Dave's ride was based upon a previous successful route by Jim.  Dave P, the two Steves, Trevor and myself were soon heading for the pretty canal towpath, and then, by contrast, across the dodgy (for cyclists) A5 roundabout. The quiet lanes past Henlle Hall, and southeast through the Franctons, Hordley and Bagley provided classic easy riding.  The weather was very pleasant, the scenery lovely and the pace pressureless.  We pottered along with Dave using a pencil-marked map to consult here and there.  We had the odd off-piste moments, but generally Dave managed less U- turns than the average politician.  I have never ridden with Harry, but it felt like I imagined it would be with Harry, timeless, rolling pleasure.

Photograph by Steve Tan

Dave fancied The Queen's Head past West Felton, because they had large plates I think, but we settled on The Talbot at Ruyton, because it was nearer.  The food was fine and the service fast and friendly.  We sat at the back in the sun, and nearly fell asleep.  The return was via West Felton, Maesbury and a devious route through Oswestry. We climbed up to the Old Oswestry Fort, heading north to Weston Rhyn on a narrow lane with great views. We finished alongside the canal, and back to the excellent coffee shop in Chirk to round off a perfect day's cycling. 42 miles.  

DH

21st May 2015: Llanymynech (brisk)

I met Trevor and Ivan at Chester station as we took the 09:26 train to Chirk. It promised to be a very pleasant day all round. Tom joined Ivan and I as we decided to go up the Ceiriog Valley and see where it would lead us afterwards. The steady climb up to the Hand pub was near car-free. The 1 in 6 lane after the pub was definitely more like 1 in 4 at the top, and we maxed out at c1400ft. We had climbed 1100ft in 13 miles. I chose the 5 mile exhilarating downhill run to Llanrhaeadr. Today would consist of a lot of “Llan…” place names. We motor south and over the next range of hills to Llanfyllin where the main attractions are free toilets and parking!

The benefits of a fiscally devolved Wales

Photograph by Clive Albany

The A and B roads are essentially traffic free and this gives us the opportunity to admire the beautiful spring countryside of the Tanat and Cain river valleys. At Llansanffraid, we go over the river twice before falling once again into the welcoming arms of the “Bradford Arms” in Llanymynech. As we are the only diners, the food comes quickly, which was much needed after 33 miles of hills. I elect to tour the “Maes” flat countryside nearby as we go through Maesbrook, Maesbury Marsh and Maesbury itself. Here we overtake the recent Queensheaders who are making their way back via Oswestry. 

My return route is experimental, so after rushing through Babbingswood, Whittington and Gobowen, we head north and pass Henlle Hall golf club to take the canal path back to Chirk. It’s a bit rough in parts, and is really only a dry-day ride, but it connects us, via the Poacher Inn, to the Chirk aqueduct without having to get on a main road at all. Back by 15:20, we enjoy Magnums in the sunshine in Chirk before moving down to the station for the 15:55 Chester train. Trevor appears a few minutes before it is due, and we are all home by 16:45. We managed 50 circular miles and Ivan’s Garmin has noted a1000 metres of Up - it certainly felt like it!

CA

14th May 2015: Aston (mod)

A cold, windy May day but at least the all day rain threatened on the BBC forecast a couple of days ago did not materialise. The hardy few who turned out were all back in winter wear in contrast to the previous day when the sun prompted a quick spin in shorts and short sleeves. Heading out into the wind to a good curry at the Bhurtpore Inn at Aston (a typical winter’s ride) was agreed as a good option. 

Trevor peeled off after a few miles as he had commitments at home leaving Tom, George and the Tandem Team to wend their way eastwards via Harthill and Wrenbury where a sudden brief squall persuaded us to head straight for the pub.

Satisfied after the excellent curries and with no sign of rain we headed into the wind again for a loop in the lanes around Audlem before heading back on a wind-assisted route via Nantwich.  A rebellion in the ranks regarding tackling the bridleway up and over the Peckforton Hills left no option but to indulge myself with a few extra miles traversing one of my favourite lanes along the east side of the hills in both directions before returning to the Ice Cream Farm for a final coffee.

A gentle 40 miles. Not bad for a winters day.

DP

7th May 2015: Mersey Meander

Eleven of us met up at Ness Gardens to be joined for the first time by Jane.  I have photographed everyone, so you can see who else was riding.  It was over 13 months since I last led this ride via the Ferry across the Mersey, but luckily I checked the previous night on the ship’s timetable.  We had an hour to cycle to the jetty, which I have easily done many times, but with so many riders, we only did it with minutes to spare.  Then the bombshell........... £5 each, when the underground train ticket is only £1.20. Hope you all enjoyed the cruise, as I’ll be catching the train next time.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

A Team photo was taken outside The Cunard Building, where sadly the flags were flying at half-mast in memory of “The Luisitania”.  It was a Cunarder, torpedoed 100 years ago to the day with the loss of 1,198 souls.  On through Albert Dock, following the estuary to Otterspool, then onto Cressington, circumnavigating our way in and around Garston where we went off-road trying to find the elusive track to the hamlet of Oglet.  We were thwarted by a dirt path about 2kms short, where we had to go inland through the grounds of Speke Hall (I would recommend a visit to this NT property).  We passed through Speke and finally picked up the Trans Pennine Trail that took us on to our lunch stop at the ‘Childe of Hale’, L24 4AX, where we were suitably well served very quickly (Tel: 0151 425 5538).

After lunch we again followed the Trans Pennine Trail to Widnes where we met a Wirral CTC group doing the same ride in reverse.  At “The Bridge” Dave H pointed out the new Mersey Crossing further upstream and took over the navigation to make sure we didn’t end up still out there wandering the bus lanes of Halton.  He took us via Runcorn Hill, Weston Village then via various cycle routes and footways to the A56 and Route 5 to Frodsham.  We had a sunny café stop at the Castle Park Arts Centre in Frodsham before returning via Manley and splitting into groups: with Keith, Dave H and Trevor for Guilden Sutton; Bryan for central Chester and Martin, Lizzie, George, Jane & Brian Mac making for Ness.  Return to Ness Gardens was about 63 miles.  The slowish semi-urban ride at 12mph with multiple stops for ferries, traffic lights, coat changes, errant dogs etc made it feel like 83 miles

BMac

30th April 2015: Hanmer (mod)

A group of nine: Bryan, Dave and Liz P, Dave H, Keith, Trevor, Brian Mac, Mike and Jim assembled at Hildegard’s to plan our day’s ride. The Hanmer Arms was chosen as our lunch stop as the route gave us several opportunities for change should the weather become unpleasant.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

We set off across the Dee into Farndon and then northwards to Churton.  Here we turned east towards Coddington and then south through Barton and Stretton to Tilston. A few showers hit us as we followed the dog-leg lanes broadly southwards through Horton Green and Cuddington Heath to Lower Wych. We then joined the A525 at Eglwys Cross briefly before following the A 539 into Hanmer. This allowed us to avoid the short but usually very dirty lane direct into the village. 

The pub was a little quieter than usual and most took advantage of the ‘Pensioners Special’ menu, which included a free half pint/tea/coffee. Not a huge amount of choice of food but we get easily confused these days! Plenty of ales to choose from though, including an interesting Elderflower Ale. We could see the weather steadily improving and set off an hour later in dry and occasionally sunny conditions. 

We followed the lane south to Bettisfield and then turned north-westward heading for Penley. Here we picked up one of our regular routes back from Ellesmere to Worthenbury, Shocklach and back to Holt in time for coffee and cakes. No more rain, though the breeze did pick up from time to time.

An excellent days’ riding on mainly quiet lanes: 41 miles in total.

JD

30th April 2015: Gobowen (brisk)

I’d set out about 15 minutes earlier than planned on my way to Hildegard’s and it was soon obvious that I should have waited at home in the dry for those 15 minutes. By the time I reached the café, I had been well and truly soaked! Hildegard was mopping the floor as I arrived, as cheerful as ever. We chatted about her impending up-sticks back to Germany (in early June perhaps). I reminded her that, after years of looking after other people, it was meet and right that she should now be looking after herself. John arrives next and gradually a load more arrive. 

Where's John - gone for a swim?

Photograph by Clive Albany

I’d fancied a ride to Whittington, as I hadn’t been there since 2011. There were no takers except John, so we set off bound for Wrexham. I’d planned a wiggle through the centre of Wrexham and then up in the hills around Johnstown, thence to Whittington. We did our Wrexham wiggle, finding cut-throughs to the lane to Erdigg. The weather was rainy, windy and cold and so, with John’s approval, I cut out the hills and re-routed on the hoof as we headed for the Llangollen canal aqueduct cycle path then Chirk, and a bit of canal again towards Weston Rhyn. Here there is a wonderful, nearly straight lane going through Hengoed to the Gobowen Hospital. Derwen College café was busy and we were lucky to get a window table. As ever it is a pleasure to be here, with prompt and efficient service matched with home-cooked food. 

The sun is well out now and it is a real pleasure to be out in the Shropshire countryside. The route back was via the quiet lanes of Hindford and Dudleston Heath. Somewhere here I pick up a rear wheel slow, and with an audience of inquisitive bullocks, effect a repair. Through Lightwood Green and Cloy, we then take the main road back to Cross Lanes, through the industrial estate to the top of Borras Road (which looks like its at last going to be resurfaced) and then the 3 mile run down to Holt again. A mere 48 miles, with 70+ from Chester.

CA

23rd April 2015: Whalley, Pendle and Beacon Fell (long)

Keith, Dave Pipe and myself had cycled a recce of the proposed route at the beginning of the week.  The lunch stop pub had been closed, and Keith mashed his gears and chain before the end. Oh! and the pub we diverted to in Chipping resulted in heads smacking a low beam for the second year on the run. We eventually got back to Runcorn well after 9pm. We had a beautiful day out, nevertheless.

Today we were lucky; the weather was still great.  We had settled on two routes, one for the tandem and those who wished to go slower, and the longer one, which was never going to be actually brisk given the hills and the mixed ability of the group.

Photograph by Steve Haywood

Keith, Steve and Steve, Paul and Tom and myself made up our long ride team, and it all worked out great! It was warm with beautiful views on Padiham Heights. We stopped for an investigation of the last Clarion Room in the country, and sat on the benches looking toward Yorkshire with the sun on our faces. After grinding around the orca-like hulk of Pendle we were soon hurtling down into picturesque Downham, used as a location for both Whistle Down The Wind and Born and Bred. We were soon cruising through Waddington where I'd booked the other group in at The Higher Buck. When we reached The Dog and Partridge at Hesketh Lane, it was a relief to find it open, and very popular. The welcome was warm, our table reserved, and the food and the waitress were very tasty.  Tom would have liked more crust on his pie, but there were plenty of nice vegetables to fill up on. 

Beacon Fell was a new destination for most, although the hot hazy day limited the full extent of the panoramic view available. I had worked out that we may run into the tandem group, and we did, on the Quiet Lane out of Chipping. They looked a bit overdressed to us; perhaps Dave and Liz had been trying to lighten their costume pannier! We eventually hauled ourselves up past the Wild Boar Park and whooshed down to Burholme Bridge. We stopped at Dunsop Bridge for a quick break and coffee. After Slaidburn it was hard work around the hairpin for the lardy lads, but it’s a lovely route back over the fell, and the descent is long and exhilarating to Holden. We broke our necks to reach the cream teas booked at The Calf's Head at Worston before the 5 o'clock cut-off. Most of the staff were fine, but the Cream Tea Queen was dour and sour, despite Steve Tan's friendly greeting. We sat in the garden, still in sunshine, knowing that we only had about five easy miles back to the car. 

Everybody seemed to enjoy the day, and it was Paul's first Special Ride. 62 miles, and over 5,900 feet climbed according to Steve's gizmo. I thoroughly enjoyed the company and the pace never seemed an issue, despite three of us being fast, and three not so fast!   Many thanks to Jim and Dave Pipe for being so accommodating in ensuring that the shorter ride could take place, and Keith for taking time off work twice, and providing the convenience of the big black van. Also, many thanks to Bryan Wade for putting information on the website at short notice.

DH