20th October 2022: Barrowmore (mod)

A somewhat strange day for our meeting at Rose Farm for several reasons, not least of which was the very dull & foggy outlook from our start venue. At least a dozen of us turned up at the start, with Andy arriving later, looking slightly bedraggled, which meant he had to leave his cuppa half full- Lol. I think there were 4 fast lads, who did their usual thing. Our new E-man, Ray was also there, along with most of the usual Mod suspects and of course DM, who did his own thing as well. Notably missing was DH, as he is such a stalwart of the club, that it is very obvious when he is not there, not unlike Steve T to be fair, who was busy on the phone, trying to find out if our illustrious leader was on his way or not. The irony was that Steve T wasn’t riding with the Mod’s anyway, as he had to get back to sort his car out-Lol.

So, with the back bone of the club either not riding or with no route, it fell on me to lead the Mod’s, which I didn’t mind at all. I think Steve Ha simply fancied following for a change, as we were in his patch and he wouldn’t have to think about it. However, I did warn the group that it would be a bit hillier than usual, which later hit home, once the heavy breathing started-Lol. Fortunately I had a local  route that would keep us within a 10 mile radius, hence, a hilly prospect, on my favourite Sandstone Ridge. This would allow us to short cut back to Rose Farm, if the forecasted rain prevailed. My destination was the lovely Blue Bell café (BB) with an alternative option of Walk Mill, because I had not booked the BB. The BB wouldn’t be a problem for my usual small group, but now I had inherited the main Mod group, a back up plan was needed, although Steve Ha did have a pub up his sleeve- Lol.  

It wasn’t long after our group of 7 set off, when we lost our first rider, as Steve Hu wimped! out. He steamed up the first rise through Utkinton, with me giving chase and he clearly burnt himself out, as eye witness accounts saw him turn for home with his tongue hanging out, apparently! He didn’t even say goodbye can you believe- Lol- Lol. I found out just a mile or so down the road at the junction of Willington Hall, when we regrouped. Allan informed me that Steve had struggled a little riding over to Rose Farm in the first place, so it wasn’t a surprise that he bailed after a few miles with us and to be fair to him, he slipped to the back, after his first effort up the hill hence, I didn’t realise he had left the group until the next junction (perhaps a bit of long covid or the likes). Allan pointed out that we should have all noticed that Steve was out of sorts, as he wasn’t his usual chatter box self- Lol.

Now the group was 5 + one slightly guilty cyclist, who should have probably escorted his bestest, life long buddy, home, instead of leaving him to find his own way, in drizzly weather, feeling weak, drained and struggling to turn a pedal- Lol - Lol- Lol. To be fair to Allan, he did later confirm that Steve had made it home, just as we were about to leave the BB. Whether or not this redeeming feature will save his friendship, I’m not sure, but at least he tried- Lol. Steve actually completed 53 miles in total, which was more than we would do and not bad for somebody who was struggling- Lol.

We continued to meander around the Sandstone Ridge, which to 1 or 2 of our little group, seemed to always be on an upward trend- Lol. They obviously forgot the lengthy downhill of ‘New Pale Road’ and ‘Old Lane’- Lol. Of course, not much of an issue for Ray on his E-bike, which caused Allan to wish he hadn’t chased him on the longest upward drag, between Kingsley and Newton. That particular drag is at least a mile+ and a bit of a leg teaser- Lol. George was now making apologies, as he was starting to suffer on the slopes, which was as much a surprise to me as it was to him. After I had promised him that the hills were over, for about the 4th time- Lol, we were now coming off the ridge via Old Lane., which was a bit different. A somewhat leafy, gravelly descent, that needed respect, but perfectly rideable in the dry (yes, it still wasn’t raining, but only just). After a few lovely flat miles, there was just one more little hill to lead us into the BB, although George assured me there were 2 more climbs -Lol. 

We struck it lucky on arrival at BB, even though full up, as the outside tables were free, as expected. They are under cover and as it was mild- “Perfeck”, in the words of Pa Larkin- Lol. As we sat down the rain really got going. Somebody remarked that it had in fact been raining for at least a couple of miles before we got to BB, which I had barely noticed- Lol. As usual, we got a very warm welcome and soft cushions quickly provided, which made everybody far too comfortable. Conversation seemed to bounce back and forth between the now heavier rain and the demise of Liz Truss- Lol. Everybody was well pleased with their lunch and some were suggesting cake, although I think this had more to do with delaying our inevitable remounting of the bikes as opposed to needing more food- Lol. 

We got going, after a few discussions about what was the shortest ‘cop out’ back to Rose Farm, due to the rain. However, it didn’t really need me to point it out, as Steve Ha was well aware that the shortest route was probably only 7 miles max, via Oscroft & Willington. Steve decided he would lead Ray and George back, while Allan, Andy & I were continuing my planned route, as we all live to the West of the county.

We all set off as a group, but a puncture for Allan provided a natural split in the group, just as we crossed over the A51. I suddenly realised that there were 2 missing, which was Andy and Allan. I decided to go back, which left Steve and his splinter group to head off back to Rose Farm. I only had to go 100 mtrs in order to find Allan getting stuck into his puncture. My trusty needle nose pliers managed to pull out the offending microscopic thorn. It was at this point I suddenly realised we had not taken a group ride photo hence, the pic attached is only of Andy and Allan.

Photo by CER

As we set off again, the rain had not eased off at all, but wasn’t that bad in the grand scheme of things. We rode into Oscroft, where Andy suddenly decided to head off toward Willington. This left me and Allan wondering why he had gone that way, as staying with us was the more direct way to Mold. He did say, originally, that he intended to go back to Rose Farm, so maybe he did? It wasn’t long before we were passing Walk Mill and I was taking my leave of Allan, leaving him to push on towards Flint. 7 miles later, I am home and the rain was just starting to abate- Lol. 

I had a mere 45 miles on the clock. I imagine Allan had at least 70 miles on his clock (well done mate). As I was stripping off my wet gear, l realised that my rain jacket had not come out, in earnest, since last winter- Lol.  All things considered, we had a good day & a few laughs, most of them at somebody else’s expense - Lol- Lol. Cheers guys- good fun, just a shame Steve had to bail on the ride (hopefully feeling strong by next week- tart! - Lol)

NT

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13th October 2022: Overton (mod)

Well, there were more mods in the Gallery Cafe this morning than at a Paul Weller reunion event. It was particularly encouraging to see that our new member Ray was out for a second ride, well done Ray.

Alan had a number of options and the consensus was a revisiting the Two Doves Cafe in Overton.

The mod group consisted of Alan, George, Dave P and Liz on the tandem, Dave H, Steve Hu, Ray and Andy B.

Following a slight “is it left or right?” navigation error by Steve Hu we were on our way up Tinkersdale climb and towards the A55 footbridge. As Dave P approached he was greeted by 5 strapping chaps all prepared to lift the tandem over the five-bar gate. However, Dave had other ideas. He raised the tandem onto its back wheel and demonstrated a tremendous pirouette style.

All back together again we proceeded along Old Hope only stopping to introduce the legendary Dave Heath to Mrs Steve Hu.

 The group swooped down Lower Mountain road crossing Kinnerton road and bowling into Golly. I have always thought what a nice place to live. We then started to experience the first of a number of muddy lanes of the day. Soon we were approaching Rossett and crossing the railway line.

The climb up Chester Road towards Marford sorted out the strong riders. In fact, not content with achieving a KOM, Andy B vaulted the fence by the side of the road only to go scrumping for apples. A team event resulted in a healthy haul of apples all carefully stored in Dave P’s panniers, as if his panniers were not heavy enough already.

Some lovely lanes ensued until we approached Holt road. Similar quiet scenic lanes herald the route towards Bangor on Dee. A quick photo opportunity allowed the curating of the ride to be handed over from Electronic Alan to Paper Garmin Dave H for the last 2 miles to Overton.

Photo: SHu

The sight of the “breakfast” on the menu at the 2 Doves must have been appealing as 7 out of 8 opted for this choice.

Fuelled by bangers and beans we re-traced our route back to Bangor on Dee where the baton was handed back to Alan who became ride leader again. The route along Creamery Road is a lovely series of roads knitted together. So much so ride leader Alan Andy B and George decided they would carry on to Talwrn. Fortunately wing man Steve (Goose) H was reading the map and the team successfully made their way to Holt.

 As we approached Cleopatra’s, Dave H experienced a serious case of wheel wobble as the pull of fresh coffee was strong. However, digging deep Dave moved to the front as we progressed to Lavister. Prior to Lavister, Dave & Liz diverted off to Rossett for a coffee and the remaining group carried on to Pulford.

The pull of caffeine was so strong for Dave H and at one point he was a good five minutes ahead of the group, with Andy B leading the charge to chase him down. The nice flat lanes of Pulford and Dodleston fell away to reveal the climb up to Penymydd.

Reduced by a further two riders as Dave H and Andy B succumbed to caffeine, George, Alan and Steve watched Ray demonstrate the superior performance of his E bike, despatching us easily on the climb. However, always a gent, he waited for us at the top. The group now meandered past Rough Piece Wood before plunging down Tinkersdale to complete the ride.

A fantastic 46 miles in brilliant October sunshine with great company. Thanks for planning the route Al.

Shu

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13th October 2022 : Sandbach (brisk)

Today’s club ride from Hawarden was not favourable for some of the brisk riders who were out on their bikes today due to upcoming cycle events and preferred not to ride Welsh hills today and 4000 metres again on Saturday plus 200k distance So, an alternative ride was proposed and John W, Nick and I met up at the ICF for a 60+ flat ride to my hometown of Sandbach.

Weather forecast for today was a good dry day and leaving Tattenhall it was chilly but promising. Departing from Bunbury the conditions changed, and we were riding in thick mist/fog conditions until arriving at Bradfield Green on the outskirts of Crewe. Our journey from here to Sandbach was the usual roads via Warmingham and Elworth and into Sandbach along Middlewhich Rd. 

Thursday was a very busy day in the town once upon a time holding one of the biggest town markets in the north, but now it consists of just a few stalls spread out along the high street that we passed by our lunch stop at The George – another hot Wetherspoons.

Our lunch finished were back out into the sunshine and heading along Crewe Rd towards Wheelock. The roads are pleasantly dry and reasonably clean and the rural lanes we took from Wheelock to Maw Green were excellent. I had no mudguards on my bike as on leaving home before reaching the end of my road I had a flat, so returned home and switched bikes rather than tube changing. My back was still clean as evidence of good riding conditions, and long may this last but I don’t expect too many of these days until next spring.

Through Crewe and riding the cycle way to Nantwich and heading to Acton turning by the Church and on to Burland and Long Lane into Banbury. We continue to Tattenhall where Nick leaves us and John and I ride out via Gatesheath crossing the A41 to Bruera and Saighton and Waverton.

We’ve ridden an enjoyable 67/75 miles from home with good humour and no incidents. The foggy conditions is a reminder to make sure we now ride with lights as you just never know what greets us on our rides. Mudguard’s may also be of use!!!

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ID

6th October 2022: Bunbury (mod ride 2)

Delamere station cafe was the venue for today’s ride, which saw approximately 9 of us in total + a newcomer. We all arrived in different states of dampness, for those who rode that is, due to the unexpected shower. I didn’t catch the name of the newcomer, but I believe he joined Steve Ha’s group.

We split into 3 groups, fast and 2 moderate groups. This was primarily because Steve Ha’s route was directly east, which would mean too many miles for me, having ridden in from the west and I also didn’t fancy the expected tough headwinds they would encounter on the way back. More about that later. I therefore decided I would follow an all time favourite of mine, south westerly via the Whitegate Way (WW) which would provide a nice tail wind coming back- Lol. This appealed to Steve Hu & Allan, which meant I wasn’t doing a ‘Billy no Mates’ ride; oh to have friends- Lol.

We set off heading for Bickerton Poacher / Tilly’s cafe (decision to be made on route) by which time the light showers had stopped. In fact, I think we set off in sunshine- Lol (opposite to the forecasts). As expected the WW was perfectly rideable, despite yesterday’s heavy rains, in fact it was dry, bar the odd little patch & even then it wasn’t sloppy puddles & mud. Allan hadn’t ridden this route before, but Steve had, which provided him plenty of opportunity to regale about the last time we rode a similar route, although it was more of a character assassination of my leadership- Lol.

All I did was put him on the wrong road back to Delamere cafe, the last time he rode this route with me, you’d think I made him walk back, the way he was carrying on- Lol.

To be fair to me- Lol. Ray, who was on that ride, said he knew where he was going when I left them. So I thought no more of it, as they set off down the wrong road- Lol.

I got 2 miles down the road on that day and suddenly realised what I had done, but it was too late to go back- Oops!

Anyway, back to today & a faint shower again as we were about to turn off the WW, after 5 miles-ish. This provided the opportunity to enlighten Allan as to the Station House cafe, which used to be the old railway Station of course. The only cafe I have ever been to where the toilets are 150mtrs down the road- Lol. This cafe is a charity run affair, so I am told, which means you need to check whether its open in winter, if planning to stop there. This also provided Steve the excuse to stop in order to don his waterproof. No sooner had he done so when the drizzle stopped- Lol.

Now on the main drag, heading for Little Budworth, we pick up our pace a little and before we knew it we were passing Oulton Park race track, although there was none of the usual track noise. I can’t remember riding past without hearing the gorgeous howl of some kind of race or track day. I used to visit that track in my young RAF days, now I ride past it almost every other week - Lol.

Onward and upward we are now heading towards Bunbury via Tilstone Fearnell, along another favourite stretch of lanes (because of their fab condition & open vista’s across the Cheshire plains). Unfortunately, the open lanes meant I was copping the full force of the headwind, not that Steve knew (I swear I could smell burnt rubber from his tyre rubbing on my rear tyre, he was that close. And gloating about it-Lol)

We stop for the obligatory team photo at my favourite lock (enclosed, along with few other pics on route) After a couple of little hills and up to the Dysart Arms, we flick down past the church into another favourite little lane, which drops us into the back of Bunbury, after passing the mere, which on a good day you can spot large gold fish.

Suddenly, to Allan’s surprise, we are at Tilly’s. Steve was already salivating over the prospect of ‘Eggs Royal’, which is the best in Cheshire in my opinion (all because of a dash of vinegar in the Hollandaise sauce apparently - Lol). “Sorry but the breakfast menu finished at 12!” (now 12:15) was the response to our request. This lead Steve & I to plead for understanding, Steve, with his best ‘pussy cat’ face & quivering bottom lip-Lol. “We have ridden 20 miles + for this particular special & our friend would also like to try it”. Our plea had the desired effect, after checking with the powers that be, however, Allan suddenly changed his mind, once he realised there was smoked salmon involved (I mean, who doesn’t know that eggs royal has smoked salmon in it, except maybe DH- Lol). After a pleading apology, we get our order & in double quick time as well. Not surprisingly conversation revolved around the current cost of living crisis, in particular, where is the cheapest car juice & how to service heating/ water systems- Lol. Once we had decided that cake would be too much, we set off again, in sunshine! 

I decide to head for Peckforton, because somebody told me last week that the road past the castle had been resurfaced and I wanted to confirm that. Plus it would be a good opportunity for another team photo. This is a lane that I normally avoid in winter, due to its condition. However, the report was correct. They have not only patched it, but resurfaced large sections of said lane, although not the section between the Bickerton Poacher and Peckforton Hall Lane, as I found out 2 days later, when I rode it.

Back to the story; After stopping for another team pick at both Peckforton and Beeston castle entrances, I lead the guys down hill to my absolute favourite little stretch, over the hump back bridge at the Shady Oak pub (the lane there is in stunning condition & fast, just love thrashing down there and getting a glimpse of the canal. This leads us in to Brassy Green and up to Tarporley, which we by pass and head toward Eaton, skirting the back of McDonald Portal golf club. It must have been at least half a mile+ beyond the golf club when I realised what amazing powers of observation Steve has, when he commented “ isn’t there a golf club around here”- Lol)

It was also around this time that Allan queried where I was going to leave them, as he was thinking about which way he should head home.  I pointed out that he had already missed his best, direct opportunity, at which point he decided he would head back to Delamere cafe. That way Steve couldn’t get lost again, the poor lad. I therefore decided to go a little further and drop them both at the now infamous Cotebrooke junction- Lol. This would allow me to correct the easy mistake I made last time, which of course set Steve off again, once we got there- Lol.

After pointing out that the little conservatory cafe had gone at Cotebrooke junction, I leave the guys, but not before a last tirade from Steve- Lol) I head straight over and up the hill for my 10 miles home, directly into wind, although not as bad as expected- Lol.

I got home, with 53 miles on the clock. As for Steve he got back to Delamere with 35 miles completed, which was 5 miles less than intended. This was because we didn’t stop at the Bickerton Poacher, choosing the shorter route of Tilly’s. Allan had the biggest ride of us all, having ridden in from Timbuktu or somewhere like that, which meant he must have managed a Grand Fondo at least (nice one)

Thanks to my companions, which made the ride a cracker to be fair, with only a light shower and a few winds.

Photos by CER

NT

6th October 2022: Lach Dennis (mod ride 1)

As we each arrived at Delamere Station Café, the common opening words were “it didn’t forecast rain”. A thin mist had intensified as we each made our way to the café. Still, there were many members attending including Ray, a new rider who brings our complement of electric bike riders up to three. Clive, Ken, Neil, Alan, Steve Hu, David M, George, Andy B, Steve T, Trevor and myself were the other riders present, and they formed three rides: two mods and a brisk, with David M doing his own thing.

I had in mind a familiar route, but with new destinations for lunch and a café stop. The rain had stopped when we set out along the painfully rutted road to Hatchmere, before turning right to Norley, then Onston Lane to Acton Bridge. Passing through Little Leigh we arrived in Comberbach and skirted Great Budworth to the north before entering Pickmere and then Wincham.  We lost Andy at the traffic lights crossing the A556, but he caught up as we passed through Plumley. One option for lunch was Plumley Garden Centre Café, but we decided to pass on, and entering Swan Green we pulled into The Crown’s car park. This had looked a good option on the web, though when I’d called the night before all I got was an answerphone. Now it became clear why – a notice on the door said “closed until 12th Oct at 4pm” – a remarkably precise time.  

I had foreseen this possibility and had two alternatives: either ride back the ¾ mile to Plumley’s Garden Centre or continue to the Cheshire Grill in Lach Dennis. Reversing part of a route is never welcome, so we decided to travel another 3 miles to Lach Dennis, and I think CER’s first ever visit to this pub. The car park was welcomingly busy compared to The Crown and we trooped in.  It looked rather smart for a CER venue and it took a while for us to be welcomed, which raised some doubts. However, our orders were taken efficiently and soon our food and drinks arrived. The main courses from the lunch menu were all priced at £8.95, and we sampled variously fish and steak sandwiches, and sausages and mash.  For some reason the lunchtime conversation was largely about the Welsh language and its Celtic cousins, which gave George, long-time resident of the Principality, an opportunity to demonstrate his total ignorance of the tongue. As we left everyone seemed very pleased with the quality and quantity of food, so we may well visit again.

At the Cheshire Grill

The route onward was pretty familiar, taking the road to Davenham, and then Moulton, before decending the rough track to cross the Weaver Navigation and on to Whitegate.  Taking Cinder Hill out of Whitegate is one of my least favourite climbs, but this was soon over as we headed towards Oulton Park and then Cotebrook. Here we said goodbye to Trevor and headed north to meet the A54.  Now it was time for a slight diversion and we followed the A54 westwards until we reached Kelsall Hill Equestrian Centre. We were there to sample their Urchin’s Kitchen café, not so much for the food as to see the equestrian facilities. Incidentally it’s called the Urchin’s Kitchen after a geological formation in nearby Primrose Hill Woods. Steve T and George had been walking in this area some years ago, but the equestrian centre has since grown massively.  From the café you can look down on the indoor arena and the outdoor show jumping arena, there are also miles of cross-country routes including jumps. Events are scheduled for most days, and the café gives you a free view of what’s going on.

The indoor and outdoor arenas from the cafe 

Leaving Kelsall Hill, Andy headed into Kelsall and then home, while the rest of us avoided the main road by taking Stoney Lane northwards.  We didn’t however avoid the traffic because this lane passes Delamere CoE Primary School and it was school closing time. Negotiating double parked 4x4s on narrow lanes took some time, but eventually we passed over Eddisbury Hill with views over the Cheshire Plain and a sun-struck Jodrell Bank, before joining Station Road and ending up back at our start. Our route covered 40 miles, though the gpx file shows more due to some random oscillations while we were lunching. We did have more rain and at times a blustery wind, but not so as to spoil a very good ride.

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SHa (photos by SHa)

29th September 2022: Queen's Head (mod)

It was bright, dry but chilly, due to the north wind, when we gathered at The Castle Bistro in Chirk. The ‘mod’ riders were Steves Hu and T, Andy B, Alan and Dave H. Today’s destination was to be The Queens Head pub at Queens Head, a ride lead a year ago almost to the day by Steve Ha.

We set off along the usual route down Chirk Road towards the A5, but, at The Poacher, we turned right into Oaklands Road heading for Weston Rhyn and the southerly lane which runs past the Old Hill Fort and into Oswestry.  This was to avoid the rough lanes through Hindford which would probably also be muddy after the rain earlier in the week. A little way along the lane the farmer had been cutting the hawthorn hedge so we took the precaution of carrying the bikes a few hundred yards along the lane until we judged it safe to get back on.

We navigated successfully through the housing estates surrounding Oswestry and eventually found Middleton Road which led us out to Ashton Gates, where we crossed the A5. From there we passed through Maesbury and Knockin,  where one of the radio telescopes that make up the Jodrell Bank MERLIN (Multi-Element Radio Linked Interferometer Network) radio telescope array is located.

Photo Shu

We turned east as we passed through Kinnerly and crossed the A5 again before heading north for West Felton and Queens Head, where we arrived just before 1pm with 23 miles covered.

An excellent lunch of paninis, wraps or baked potatoes with drinks of tea or squash was consumed to fortify us for the return leg. We were all geared up to go when I saw that my rear tyre was flat. Had I picked up a thorn near the Hill Fort and it had taken all this time to go through the tyre? Whatever the case, the team set to and quickly found the thorn, removed it and replaced the tube. Unlike last week, inflation was almost instantaneous, thanks to Alan’s gas cylinder.

Picture A.O.

 Note Andy’s proactive stance as I wrestle the tyre back on the rim!

 Leaving the pub along the road alongside the Montgomery canal, the clouds that had threatened to bring rain before lunchtime had cleared and the day was now sunny and warm. Near Rednal we had our first brush with one of the huge tractor/trailer combinations which zoom around the Shropshire countryside. The straight road seems to encourage them to run at full throttle, regardless of who els is in the road.

Having crossed the canal, we were soon in Welsh Frankton where, once again, we diverted from our usual route to avoid the dreaded roads at Hindford. A route along little lanes through Perthy and New Marton would take us to St Martins. But before we got there, at a point where the lane was very narrow, muddy and steep, along came an enormous green tractor and trailer which filled the whole road. Steve Hu, Alan and I took refuge in a gateway along with a lady with Jack Russell terrier to let the tractor go by. It met Dave H and Andy a bit further down causing them to dismount and the hill was so steep and muddy that Dave had to walk his bike up it.

We were soon in St Martins and heading for the roundabout at the A5. Alan, Andy and I crossed first. Dave and Steve Hu decided to take the direct route along Chirk Road back to Chirk, whilst Alan, Andy and I stuck to Steve Ha’s original route back which went through Weston Rhyn and down to the Ceiriog valley before climbing up to café in Chirk.

In all 38 miles covered along a mixture of country lanes, suburban roads and crossing the A5 three times. Thanks to all to their company and support, especially with the puncture!

ST

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29th September 2022 : Shawbury (Brisk)

The weather was good today - crisp, sunny and clear. Just ideal for 60 miles of Shropshire lanes and countryside. Ivan had offered a ride to his favourite bakery in Shawbury and Johns M and W accompanied Ivan and myself as we rode down the hill out of Chirk and up to Oswestry.

I was mercilessly ribbed for not bringing my brand new Giant Defy bike out for its inaugural ride. However, as a student of Shropshire's often agricultural lanes and the fact that it had rained the day before, my decision was vindicated on several occasions today. Maybe next week then.

After Oswestry, we motor through Maesbury and its marsh, right through Knockin and its shop and immense satellite dish, to cross the A5 at the end of the Nesscliffe bypass. The lanes narrow as we pass through Little Ness, then round the back of Adcote girl's school with senior year school fees per term costing double my Giant Defy's “reasonable” cost. We power on through new lanes riding north of Bowmore Heath and into Hadnall.

Shawbury comes up at 31 miles. I think CER first came here on a Special Ride back in October 2015. We dined at the “Elephant and Castle” pub on that occasion but today we are next door at the bakery. This was just what we needed with a good selection of grab food and an inside table as well. It has been sunny quite a lot but as we left at around 1300 there were dark skies around. 

We head due north, passing by the Norman and Elizabethan relics of Morton Corbet Castle which we have visited several times in the past. King John's William Marshal (Earl of Pembroke) besieged the Norman part in 1216. We now head East, up a long hill, then passing through my eponymously named village with its fine spired church and onwards towards Myddle and thence to Baschurch.

Three musketeers plus an ear.

Neat and tidy

The next stretch is northerly in to the wind and then turning south westerly to meet the Mods cycling towards us at Rednal. This is the long straight road to Queen's Head where the Mods had just finished lunch. There are more castles at Whittington as we work our way back to Chirk ( with its own castle).

So 61 miles at 16 mph thanks to those long quiet B roads and a moderate 2800ft of climbs. No incidents and quiet weather – a perfect combination for early autumn. So thanks to Ivan for the route and for leading for a good part of the day, and for the two John's for keeping me up with the peloton.

CA

Photos JW

22nd September 2022: Audlem (mod+)

 It was overcast but dry and reasonably warm as we gathered at Alison’s. As usual, Dave M was just out for coffee. Clive, John and Nick were off for a short but brisk one. That left Steve Hu, Steve Ha, Steve T and George as the ‘mods’ for the day.  Steve Ha would only be with us for a short distance as he needed to get home to pack for a week bagging more Munros. Rain was forecast for some time in the afternoon, so the plan was not to go too far and hope that the rain came later, rather than sooner.

I’d taken a route originally devised by Trevor in 2017 and had used Plotaroute to change the starting point from the Ice Cream Farm to Alison’s. However, when the route was uploaded on to my Elemnt Bolt computer, it appeared as a series of straight lines, which Clive found amusing – were we going to fly rather than cycle!

As some of the route was familiar to me, I set off hoping to wing it where there were bits I didn’t know.  So, we set off out of Tattenhall, heading for Beeston and Bunbury. I soon found out that where I deviated from the straight-line route, the computer would re-route me on the nearest road going in the same direction – very clever!

Steve Ha left us at Bunbury and we continued on through Haughton and Burland to Ravensmoor and Sound. Progress was swift in spite of a stiff south-easterly wind and we arrived at The Old Priest House café in Audlem as the church clock struck 12 with 20 miles covered.

Baked potatoes with various fillings and a pot of tea for three were ordered and arrived a while afterwards. A discussion of the pros and cons of cruising (of the maritime variety!) formed a large part of the lunchtime conversation. We left at 1pm, just as a wedding party were leaving the church opposite. As per Trevor’s route we did a loop around the south of Audlem, passing through Kinsey Heath and Swanbach before turning north towards Aston and Wrenbury. Although there were odd spots of rain in the air, the roads were still dry.

 A mile and a half out of Wrenbury I heard a cry from George whose front tyre was slowly deflating, so we stopped in a gateway to fix it. At this point, it started to rain.

The tyre was new, as George had had the bike serviced recently. It proved quite a struggle to get it off the rim, which didn’t bode well for getting it back on. Strangely, we couldn’t find any sign of a puncture on the inner tube, nor a thorn or piece of glass in the outer. Happily, the tyre went back on the rim quite easily due to the skills of our in-house expert, Steve Hu.

We’d stopped at the end of a lane, which my computer correctly identified as Back Lane, so I took it that we should go along it. However, as we did so, I didn’t get the usual re-routing by the computer, so we stopped and Steve Hu devised an alternative route. This took us to The Cholmondeley Arms crossing of the A49, from where I was familiar with the way home. By now the rain was falling steadily, although it was still comfortably warm.

In fact we re-connected with the intended route as we passed Cholmondeley Castle Gardens and headed on into Bickerton. The last hurdle was to climb over Harthill before we could roll along Bolesworth Road into Tattenhall.

By the time we reached Alison’s  at 3pm we were so wet that we didn’t stay for coffee, but the ‘three musketeers’ had survived the trials and tribulations of iffy computers, a puncture and rain.  43 miles covered at a mod+ pace of 14.3 mph. Well done lads!

ST

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22nd September 2022 : Malpas (brisk)

You could tell we have enjoyed a long hot and dry summer by the fact that as we sat in the early Autumn sunshine at Alison’s, no one fancied a too long a ride because of rain forecast for the afternoon. In a few months time, we’ll be glad of a rain free morning!

The brisk group, Clive, John and myself didn’t have a route planned so I, somewhat rashly, offered to lead an unplanned route along known roads. Unsure of where we would be around lunchtime, that venue was left for when we felt hungry. 

So off we set on a roughly clockwise circuit, firstly heading northwards through Huxley, along the nicely twisty lane from Hoofield (slowing to admire a road sign we thought that John had recently cleaned-up for the President’s Ride) on to Clotton. This was followed by one of Cheshire’s finest rough lanes to Utkinton, potholed and uphill.

Turning south took us through the car madness of Tarporley, cars randomly shooting off in various directions for parking places. But turning right by the Texaco garage we were soon back on quiet lanes heading past the Shady Oak pub towards Beeston Castle. From there it was on very familiar roads to Bunbury and south towards Faddiley. Without even needing to slow down we crossed the A534 towards Chorley (not that one). Over the whole ride we saw remarkably few cars. Tractors however are appearing in numbers, as maize cutting is commencing. One tractor travelling at a ridiculous speed and taking up the entire road width, force me off the road, fortunately onto short smooth grass.

Approaching Cholmondeley, we turned left towards Wrenbury but then took the next right towards Norbury and Bickley Moss on some of the best lanes to cycle on, flat (ish), often straight and reasonable condition. Crossing the A49 towards Bickley, a short dip southwards took us to a cycle track to cross the A49 towards No Man’s Heath.

After crossing the A41, the cycle track took us to No Man’s Heath, I was going to go one way, but Clive took us left, on a lane bypassing the village just to the south, and one which I had never been on before, and a better route. Every day is a school day!

We soon found ourselves in Malpas and parked up outside the glorious Huxley’s, a traditional village bakery. Lunch consisted, at least for two of us, a meat pie followed by a custard tart – delicious. 

Due to the impending rain, we decided on the direct route back to Tilston, funnily enough where I happen to live, so unable to continue with Clive and John to Chester via Farndon and to get a soaking for the last half hour as the forecast rain made its appearance. 

For me total of 40 miles, for John and Clive, about 60. (Sorry!). Average pace, just under 16 mph.

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NH

15th September 2022: Church Minshull (mod)

Autumn beckons as could be seen by fewer short sleeves and bare legs as we gathered at Meadow Lea, though the day was forecast to be dry. A reasonable turnout of mod riders plus Nick, though David M wasn’t going to join the ride.  He was looking forward to receiving his new winter cycling shoes from Canada, suited to temperatures of -20 degrees! We were unexpectedly joined by John B, who we hadn’t seen for a couple of years. John’s attendance on our rides has been regular but infrequent. Before Covid he came out with us once a year, and we look forward to seeing him again in 2023. The rest of our party were Dave H, George, Dave and Liz P on the tandem and Alan.

In the absence of alternatives, we chose my route to The Badger at Church Minshull, a destination we’d visited for the first time earlier this year. We headed out past Manley Mere and turned uphill onto Sugar Lane, where Nick left us to continue his own ride. We sped down the curiously named Dark Ark Lane, and rode up through Delamere Forest to Norley.  From here we headed south crossing the A556 to briefly join the A49, turning off in polo pony country beside The Hollies Farm Shop – as Dave H said it’ll cost a week’s wages to buy anything from there. 

Joining Clay Lane, a regular outward route for us from Rose Farm, we passed through the Whitegate Way traffic lights and turned down the hill for the road into Winsford, where we stopped.  The road was jammed with stationary traffic, so we did some recalculating and turned back to join the Whitegate Way. Except the tandem and John didn’t follow.  After some time, they reappeared. The sole of one of John’s shoes had separated itself from the upper.  It was lucky Dave P was there with his bottomless paniers, from whence he found two straps to keep John in the ride. 

The Whitegate Way provided a smooth and quiet alternative route, though we emerged at the bottom end of Winsford and had to navigate the back streets to rejoin our route. It was now a straightforward, though rather long run along the B-road to our destination. The Badger is full of images of badgers and even sells Badger Ale. We ensconced ourselves into a corner and tucked into our refreshments, which included a bucket-sized pot of tea for John. 

Our return took us on familiar roads to Wettenhall and Eaton, then up the hill to cross the A49 by the old road. A strengthening north-westerly slowed us down, though we hadn’t had its benefit on our way out.  Before Utkinton we turned left to Duddon and then took the road to Waverton before stopping at Walk Mill.  Alan and John continued while the rest of us tucked into caffeine and cake. It was now a short distance back to Meadow Lea, with 49 miles on the clock. A good ride, maybe even a better ride with the forced detour. Let’s hope the Autumn continues to hold off for a while yet.

Photos by AO

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SH

8th September 2022: Malpas (mod)

There was a modest turnout of riders this week. The threatening weather forecast and booked September breaks were likely reasons for the absence of some regulars. John Wilkie and Richard were doing their own separate rides. I think John was preparing for one of his mega challenges, and Richard had workmen at home, so had been using our collection of past ride routes to dip into and return home early. The moderate group consisted of Steve Tan, Steve Haywood, Steve Hughes, George and myself. Steve Haywood had been thinking about a ride to Whittington. I think it was Ye Olde Boote Inn we had enjoyed visiting there in the past. My concern was that if the forecast number of heavy showers arrived after lunch, that two hours of a wet return ride would not be  much fun. Steve Tan had expressed the belief that it was pretty certain that we would get wet, it was more a question of when the rain would arrive and how heavy it would be. I suggested an experimental circular route to Malpas, of all places(!). Not for the first time, the idea would be to cover a decent mileage to lunch, but be close to home anytime after lunch if the rain had closed in. Another ploy in order to beat approaching bad weather is to give lunch a miss until returning to the starting venue.  Once we successfully adopted this tactic from Cleopatra's, arriving back dry, but those without cars, who stayed for lunch, found it wet on their ride home. Once, the Fast Lads rode from Chester to Chirk, had their breakfast, and beat the rain approaching from the south, by staying ahead of it on their brisk return north. 

Anyway, today's moderate riders amiably went along with my untried route plan, which reached down to Penley via Shocklach and Worthenbury. It was a pleasant surprise to briefly cross paths with Richard at Holly Bush. From Penley we turned left at the site of the former Dymock Arms a historic Grade ll-listed building which was set on fire by arsonists back in 2010. We headed up some rough, quiet lanes before  navigating left and right across the A525. It was reassuring, as always, to have sound directional advice from my Garmin-led friends. I just hope that they never acquire pedestrian recognition or lane assist technology for bikes! There would be a lot of slamming on, and landing in prickly hedges. As long as we know the wind direction, or the position of the sun in the sky, George knows where the Welsh hills lie, and we can find two stick to rub together to make fire, who needs a Garmin? We headed for Lower Wych from Tallarn Green. I was discouraged from exploring a path crossing Wych Brook at Oldcastle Mill. I must take Tonto with me and have a delve sometime soon. After the steep climb out of Lower Wych we soon reached The Lion At Malpas. Our Gourmet in the Saddle, Steve Tan, and Steve Hughes who has spent years munching his way through the menus of top Ribble Valley chefs, appeared to approve the fare on offer. We have Steve Haywood to thank for first introducing us to this particular pleasant watering-hole

After lunch, it was still not raining, so instead of bolting direct for Holt, about 8.5 miles away, we went across to No Mans Heath, and headed up narrow lanes just east of the A41. Edge Lane was a smoothly surfaced, quiet little gem, which saw us re-crossing the A41, and  passing Edge Hall and dropping into Tilston. Plenty of ominous clouds, but still no rain, so we ignored the safer bet of the Wetreins short cut for the sake of squeezing a couple of more miles in via Barton, Coddington and Churton. At Coddington, Steve Haywood took his leave to head for Tattenhall.  We did cop a heavy shower at Churton, but we weren't too wet on reaching Holt, and George was already tucking into cake, as Steve Tan and I reached Cleopatra's after chucking our bikes into the Berlingo. Steve Hughes needed to return home earlyish, so everyone was pretty happy even though our mileage had been defensively modest.

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DH

Ist September 2022 : Lymm (brisk)

Today, my neighbour, Chris  accompanied me to Ivan’s house where we also met with John W  and then all headed out to Rose Farm. There was an excellent turnout today with at least 14 riders present. The brisk contingent numbered 6, but Nick came  only for coffee and a short ride as he was  training ready for a Tri event at the weekend. So 5 brisk riders, the original 4 plus Clive, took  a route  devised by Ivan to the The Crown at Lymm.

Climbing on a rough road over Quarry Bank, we joined the A49 and headed past the old sand quarries of Nunsmere and Oakmere then turned onto quieter roads which lead us through to Acton Bridge where we  crossed the River Weaver. Once over the river we turned immediately right, the road zig-zaggged roughly north before crossing the M56 and then doglegged back eastwards before reaching Daresbury Technology  Park.  Although these roads were quiet traffic-wise, the noise from the main highways was an assault on the ears. Skirting  Stockton Heath, we crossed back over the M56 and M6 and then back over the M56 again before  passing by the picturesque Lymm Dam and arriving at The Crown in Lymm.

The mornings 45+km were trouble free other than a split mudguard on Clive’s bike which was easily fixed with some gaffer tape thus providing a temporary or a  permanent solution depending on the delivery time of his new bike. Lunch was served promptly in the beer garden where Ivan informed us that the return route was partially experimental but hopefully easy to follow.

Leaving the comfort of the beer garden, we once again crossed over the M6 and after several stop starts ,plus directions from 2 young boys on mountain bikes, we found a steep gravel footpath that led onto cycle route 62 - the Trans Pennine Trail. 

The trail, initially wooded, dropped on to the ship canal at Latchford Locks - a pair of large locks one for ocean going vessels the smaller for coasters, tugs and barges.We followed route 62 alongside the disused St Helens canal and River Mersey into Widnes where we crossed back over both waterways via the Silver Jubilee Bridge.

The next 20 minutes was a blur of residential and industrial buildings as we failed to pick up the new cycleway through Runcorn  and  eventually ended up in Weston grinding to halt outside an Ineos factory. From here we did  a dash along Weston Point Express to rejoin  the cycle route which guided us across the the M56 and River Weaver into Frodsham.

Although the posted route back to Utkington leaves Frodsham passing through Kingsley and Delamere, a total of 90 kilometres, we took the A56 back to Chester. However a proposed stop at The Chester Fields Pub was abandoned due to a wedding taking over the venue and  so we carried on into Mickle Trafford where we parted company with Clive and John. The remaining three musketeers carried on to The Bird in Hand but it was closed much to our disappointment.

So 110 kms was achieved today for Ivan, Chris and myself with John and Clive accomplishing around 120km. We averaged 24.5kmh. A ‘Liquorice Allsorts‘ of a route covering road, gravel, cycle paths and tarmac provided an interesting day out in good cycling weather and excellent lunch in a nice setting.

Thanks to all for their company today and especially their route finding skills. 

KP

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Photo JW

1st September 2022: Audlem Marina (mod)

Arriving at Rose Farm at 10am, there were already a host of bikes outside.  There were so many Easy Riders that we’d taken over two large separate tables at each end of the café. Maybe a combination of good weather which was expected to break at the weekend and the onset of Autumn.  I’d heard on the radio that morning that 1st September was the first day of Meteorological Autumn, which apparently is different from Astronomical Autumn which is the 22nd of September. If that’s confusing, consider sunrise and sunset, which differ between astronomical, nautical and civil. The mod riders were Dave H, Steve T, Dave P, Steve Hu, Alan O, Trevor, George and myself.  Jim and David M were out, but not joining the ride. Dave H suggested Audlem Marina as a destination which found favour as a new lunch stop for many. However, Dave hadn’t worked out a route so I offered to lead the way out.

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We headed towards Clotton and with Steve T in the lead were about to turn into Corkscrew Lane, when a cement lorry heading towards us swerved onto our side of the road before making the same turn.  Steve would have been under the wheels if he hadn’t dodged the vehicle. Just the incident when a helmet cam would have provided footage for the police. The rest of the ride was less eventful.  We passed by the Shady Oak and up to Beeston Castle before taking the lanes to Bunbury, then south to Brindley, Larden Green and Chorley Bank to enter Wrenbury. From here we made for Sound before Dave took over the lead to guide us onto Overwater Marina on the Shropshire Union Canal about a mile north of Audlem town. The site looked idyllic in the bright sunshine with water lapping and geese swimming. 

We sat outdoors on two tables as the food was prepared At Rose Farm, Nick had recommended the Staffordshire Oatcakes which I chose and were very tasty. Conversation at my table inevitably centered on the wasps that made lunch less than totally idyllic, but we stoically carried on.

SHa.

After a very relaxed light lunch, socialising in the sun, we meandered lethargically from the canal to Coole Lane. Our aims on the way back were to avoid any part duplication of our lanes out, and to have slightly shorter, but pleasant return route. Perhaps, we would have time for a coffee before the end? The main road just south of Nantwich wasn't too busy, but we soon turned off on the well-maintained grit paths the other side of the little lake.  Although I take the dog for a walk by the river about twice a month when visiting Nantwich food and vintage markets, I hadn't been on these particular paths for a while. Trevor inspired confidence just ahead of me, and soon we were leaving the parkland and heading for Welsh Row. Welsh Row is full of buildings of character and history. The website “A Dabber's Nantwich” provides plenty of interesting historical information about this road. We then wiggle our way back into the countryside passing Henhull Hall before crossing the A51 and reaching Reaseheath College. It seems a shame to see so much house building going on greenfield sites around Nantwich. I haven't seen any that looks affordable for young people. A familiar route directly north takes us over the Shropshire Union Canal at Venetian Marina and up to Cholmondeston. The weather is warm, and the lane is rural and easy going, but for too long there have been stretches of poor road surface to take the shine off for cyclists. The Drays Coffee Shop would seem a good place for a nice cake and coffee sitting at the back looking across the fields. I just need to check my map, as my instinct is to turn right towards Rushton, but my domestiques rein me in, and who needs a map when we have our trusty local yokel, and master guide, Steve Ha. The people at The Drays are very friendly, and their coffee and juicy berry flapjacks are just the job. This is a first visit for some, and I am sure their reviews would be very favourable. Passing some young polo ponies on our way out, we climb straight up to Portal and across the Tarporley by-pass. We are soon back at the rough little bank before Rose Farm. We have covered forty-five very enjoyable miles in excellent company.

DH

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25th August 2022 : Rhyl (brisk)

Apologies to Dave who has arranged a great day out for the club riders today, but unfortunately my group of brisk riders were not able to take part on this occasion

Setting off from our booked start café at Hawarden joining me was, John W, Ken and Richard.

Richard is a new cyclist to the North West and Wales area so as we are in Wales, I thought I’d try to combine hills and flats with scenery in between the miles. Leaving Hawarden, the next 23 miles is only upwards, riding along Wood Lane and to Buckley then Nercwys and up to Maeshafn and up and over Moel Famau. 

We can now enjoy down hill and flattish roads to Denbigh and our final climb into the town. From here the route went via Henlian to Trefnant and on to Waen before heading towards Rhyl but an old bridge closure over the river Clwyd (where road blocked signs were prominently displayed but ignored by us!!) prevented the continued route so about turn and head towards St Asaph. 

Definitely Closed!

Riding the esplanade

The plan now was to follow the river Elwy into Rhyl, but I’d mixed my location up and instead we explored a cycleway to the main A525 which we ride along on the very good cycleway, although noisy until Rhuddlan where we were able to pick up the North Wales cycle path into Rhyl.

There were no grumbles from the group regards the detour or the hilly route to Denbigh and I was hoping that a quick lunch at my favourite Wetherspoons at Rhyl would be as good as usual. Unfortunately, we had a grumpy bar person who split our order up so there were two early diners and two late diners and the food was definitely not the standard fayre we usually enjoy.

The Sussex is a North facing pub and the front is always in shade and sitting outside after all our hard work and sweaty bodies it did get a little chilly and as soon as food eaten, we were off to get into the lovely summer day. The cycle way along the coast was very busy with holiday makers enjoying a sunny afternoon. There were bathers in the sea but certain the water was far from warm today!!

Enjoying the cycle route 5 along the coast on arrival at Talacre / Point of Ayr we stop for an ice cream – lovely. Joining the A548 at the end of the coast path we now enjoy a tail wind to blow us all the way home to Chester.

At Connah's Quay we say farewell to Ken who is riding back home via Hawarden and we three continue with the millennium greenway to Chester.

The route is a 65-mile round trip starting at the Gallery tearoom with a lumpy start but on a fine day as today the views are better than photos can produce although I’m sure some good shots have been taken today.

Thanks to my buddies today for a great day out and hoping this weather lasts until December at the worst!!

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ID

Photos JW

A date for calendars: -SEPTEMBER 27^th:  MacMillan coffee/cake morning at John W’s mum's house, so please give your support to this very worthy charity.

Highfield Road, Blacon from 10:00 am

25th August 2022: Waddington - Special Ride (mod)

On Wednesday morning it looked like it could be just me and Steve Tan travelling up to Whalley, which having recced the route just two days ago with Keith, was not an ideal outcome for staging a club ride. John Mills was very interested, but would he really want to tolerate my slow progress in such hilly country all day? In the end, John, Alan, and Andy Barber also fancied the route enough to rise early, and make the drive north.  Tastebuds in Whalley proved an ideal meeting place once again. The staff were very friendly, and opened a separate dining room for us. We enjoyed tasty light breakfast offerings, before departing a little after ten.

The rising lane after Sabden Brook was a very steep introduction to the variety of climbs ahead. The quiet, narrow lane that followed emerged from a green grotto onto the ridge of Padiham Heights, with its beautiful views across the moors to the left, and over the old industrial towns such as Burnley and Brierfield to our right. We took Steve Hughes' advised route to Barley via Roughlee, which worked out well, and avoided a couple of heart attack climbs on the Newchurch route. Steve used to live at nearby Higham, and if his son had not been visiting from faraway, would no doubt have joined us. Alan is also familiar with the area, as Steve and Alan have been mates since their schooldays, and they have ridden together up here. Close by is the only remaining Clarion Room in the country, and, perhaps, the grave of at least one of the “Pendle Witches” in St.Mary's churchyard, Newchurch. There is also a metal statue of Alice Nutter on the roadside to Blacko, installed in 2012, as part of the four hundredth anniversary remembrance of the Pendle Witches.

The climb around the dominating Pendle Hill is quite a slog, but before we hurtle down to Downham there is a stunning panoramic view all the way to the Yorkshire Dales to the north-east. Some claim that Downham is the most beautiful village in Lancashire, certainly it is attractive and unspoilt. It has been used for filming, and there are no Sky dishes to spoil the appearance. Whistle Down The Wind was filmed here in 1961 starring Hayley Mills and Alan Bates. The Assheton Arms has closed, which is a shame. Climbing out of the village we pass Downham Hall, the family seat of the Assheton family and Lord Clitheroe. We head for Waddington and lunch via Chatburn, crossing a pretty section of the River Ribble into Grindleton. Lunch was a sandwich or a starter sitting outside the Higher Buck in the centre of the village. This pub is very pleasant, and the food and service is reliably of a high standard. Nevertheless, I hope that we will try The Inn at Waddington sometime in the future, I just wasn't sure if the chef was back after his hip operation, and if so, was he moving quickly enough? And if they still had a “light bites” menu.

Photos by AO

After lunch we followed a secluded back road across the hillside, with a tricky little, steep up- and -down at Talbot Bridge. We passed Browsholme Hall, before reaching Cow Ark and enacting my cunning plan for the next section of the ride. Steve led a loop on a designated “Quiet Lane” past the Wild Boar Park with fantastic views at the highest point, and I saved my legs, by taking the shortest route over to Whitewell, and going my own pace, up the picturesque Hodder Valley, to Dunsop Bridge, Newton, and Slaidburn. Newton has an excellent restaurant, The Parkers Arms, frequented by Gourmet Tan, it also has a very tough climb out! I took two minutes in beautiful Slaidburn to sit on a bench in the sunshine surrounded by flowers while I had a drink. The hairpin climb out of Slaidburn was just about manageable, and I waited up the road in the shade waiting for the peloton. They had covered just over four miles more than me, so they had done well to nearly make the catch before I had stopped. Altogether now, as we crossed the fellside, and then enjoyed a long, fast descent to Holden Clough Garden Centre for a last break and drink. The garden centre was being further developed, but we eventually located the Shepherds Hut and sat chatting in the sun, in the knowledge that the run-in back to Whalley would be relatively easy.  As we approached Sawley from Holden, Sawley Lodge looked magnificent on the far side of the River Ribble. We crossed the river, passing the ruins of Sawley Abbey before ferreting around on paths and lanes to Chatburn, Worston (Where we once had a cream tea at the Calf 's Head), and crossing the A59 for a car-free few miles past Standen Hall. We completed the ride with a brisk couple of miles through Barrow and back to our parked cars at Whalley. Fifty very scenic miles covered, and nearly 4,500 feet climbed. I appreciate the support of Alan, Andy and John in travelling up, solo, from further away than Steve and myself. I really enjoyed their company, and having the opportunity to talk to John in more than just one-liners about Everton! Also, thanks to Keith for joining me on Tuesday's scouting mission.                             

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DH

25th August 2022: Overton - Cafe Hopping (mod)

Whilst the ‘Special Riders’ were away visiting rural Lancashire, six of us turned out at the Gallery Coffee Shop, Hawarden; JohnW, Ken, Richard & Ivan representing the ‘Briskers’ and SteveH and myself the ‘Mods’. Whilst the fast boys were off to seaside places in north Wales; Steve and I discussed the options open to us. I suggested a route I had planned the previous day of visiting all the CER café meeting places (Café Hopping) in one ride. Going anticlockwise from Hawarden to Chirk, Holt etc using as many minor roads. Steve took to it as he could drop of near where he lived.

Through Llay, traffic was relatively light where we were followed and eventually passed by two police cars who had urgent matters to attend. Wrexham was busy and Erddig Country Park soon followed. As we cycled, discussions ensued on such interesting topics of family history, building submarines and metallurgy.

At Newbridge, south of Ruabon, we came across our first ‘Road Closed’. Where the B5605 crosses the River Dee. A supporting retaining wall has collapsed, but you can cycle through with care. We had a quick inspection and concluded the solution is not easy and very expensive.

Photos by Mike G

To keep off the busy roads, we diverted towards Chirk Castle with its splendid gates.

At St Martins we came across another road closure and had to walk the bikes through the surfacing works. The looks we got were not the most welcoming. Our benefit was, almost a traffic free road to Overton for our lunch stop at the ‘Two Doves’ café, having covered about 30 miles.

Having feasted, good progress was made to Holt. In Farndon we experienced a set of traffic lights causing havoc, this was not helped by parked cars. From Churton to Coddington was one of the roughest lengths of road I have cycled for a long time. The damage is generally caused by heavy agricultural traffic and lack of maintenance. It was not helped by the dark shadows cast by the trees from the strong sunlight. We also noticed on a lot of other sections of minor roads we cycled, wide longitudinal cracks randomly occurring that your wheel can drop into, with the potential to either cause damage or throw you off the bike (accident waiting to happen).

Photo by Mike G

Shortly after Clotton we went our separate ways as Steve was so close to home and Rose Farm Garden Centre was not on his ‘hit list’. Overall, a lovely day’s cycling, Steve covering in excess of 80 miles and me a little further because of a minor diversion to Ness Botanic Gardens.

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Mike Gilbert