20th April 2023: Welshampton (mod)

The day started sunny and cool, with a stiff ENE wind. A good number of Easy Riders turned up at Alison's, including Jim. It was good to see him with his new steed on its first proper ride - an electric Ribble. George was there as well wearing new kit and with crank firmly attached!. We also welcomed Steve T back from south of France and Ray, recovered from his battery-less ride last week, who had this time remembered his battery. Four riders headed off to do a 'briskly moderate' ride, which left 9 to join me; in addition to the above mentioned - Dave H, Andy B, Dave and Liz. Given the wind, I had chosen a N-S route to Welshampton and to a  pub that we last visited to good reviews in 2018 - the Sun Inn.

We started climbing towards Harthill, but turned right to make for Brown Knowl. From there is was straight on to Hampton Heath, where Jim left us, still getting used to battery assistance. We continued southwards into No Man's Heath, where Dave H pleaded not to be taken into Malpas. Anticipating this, I headed back across the A41and then back again on good lanes to arrive at the other side of Malpas. We made for Higher Wych and and Iscoyd Park, where, warmed-up, dis-robing took place and pale knees were revealed.  The route went past Whitewell, over the two main roads and on towards Whixall. At one stage, waiting for us to regroup, Ray and I saw a group of young cattle charging up and down a field. On the other side of the hedge were two donkeys watching on from a mound which made a good viewing platform. Somewhere around here, the background map on the satnav disappeared and we took a wrong turn. Retracing our steps we passed a bemused woman standing by her gate for the second time. At Dobson's Bridge we took the track over the vertical lift bridge, which I'm told is called a bascule bridge. It would have been a good stop for a photo, but we were running short of our due time at the pub, so pressed on to Northwood. From here a was a quick 2.5 mile dash to the pub.

The Sun is quite a large pub, though was empty when we arrive at 1pm. In the sunny and now very warm weather we chose to sit outside - probably our first al fresco meal of the year. We discussed the challenges of keeping village pubs open especially at lunch times. Steve T explained that in France some form of subsidy exists to maintain shops and cafes in rural locations - there are no shop in Welshampton. 

Photo by Steve T

After a satisfying meal of mostly lite bites, though Steve T enjoyed the curry, we were back on our way. Our planned return route through Penley had included a couple of steep climbs, but for the sake of our digestion I diverted onto easier ground to Breaden Heath. A little further on we were brought to a halt by a couple trying to get two young horses into a horse box, but they were spooked, maybe by our arrival. Eventually they gave up and led them into a field, and we passed by. Fortunately Penley does have a general store because Dave H, who had forgotten his water bottle, was now feeling dehydrated.

Our route northwards continued to Holly Bush, Worthenbury and Shocklach. Here Andy left us to head home to Mold, and Dave and Liz expressed a desire for coffee. That seemed a good idea and the Lost Barn was on route, though we'd be lucky to get there before closing time. We pushed on through Tilston and arrived just before 4 o'clock. Coffee and cake was ordered, though at that time only available in paper cups and plates - we just about coped, though another cyclist who arrived too late was turned away.

On we rode through Stretton. Ray and Steve T in the lead, missed the small turn to Chowley and as we crossed the A41 again we were surprised to see them heading back down the main road from Handley. Back together in Tattenhall, we had completed an excellent 50 mile route through some beautiful countryside and reacquainted ourselves with a good pub. It's worth remembering that it is only about 3 miles from Ellesmere and therefore a good alternative to that destination.

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SHa

13th April 2013 : Special Ride : Ellerdine Heath (brisk)

The April Special Ride to Ellerdine Heath was a re-visit of that of October 2021; however on that occasion only Matt and John W joined me on a longer version of Dave M’s route. This time out I had extended the route to lanes anew along with old faithfuls to make a 65 miler. 

So six Briskets arrived at Audlem public car park just in time to park up their cars.  I came with Ken, Ray came with John M, and Richard and Nick arrived separately (and just in time for a last parking space). Ken and I did a brisk 5 mile warm-up to assess wind conditions before going to the cafe to meet up with the others.

The route was designed to take advantage of the brisk westerly wind at the start, then head southerly for many miles before turning into the wind to run along into Oakgate Nursery cafe for lunch. So we head east via Bunkers Hill and Madeley Heath to slide through Keele by the university. Back over the M6 and passing the Keele services, it was a fast run down to Chapel Chorlton.

Here we enter the long one and half miles of Butthouse Lane - a very muddied lane of agricultural usage (even with a tractor half way down it). At the grateful end of it at Standon Mill, we use a very large puddle to wash the wheels down. Onwards we wiggle to Croxton where I recall another long agricultural lane known as Ginger Lane. I remarked when we three in 2021 rode it that it would not be necessary for anyone else to do so again. This honour now is also bestowed on Butthouse Lane!

We work our way south westwards via Adbaston and Sambrook where the threatening sky deluges us with rain and hail. At Howle we phone the cafe as per instructions. The next 7 miles are a head-down ride into a strengthening westerley wind. We arrive at the cafe after 41 miles to see the Mods nearly finishing their lunch, and ours almost ready to bring to table. The cafe did us proud in not wasting time when we could refuel with the favourite of the day i.e. toasted paninis.

Suitably refreshed and carbohydrated, we set off about 15 mins after the Mods. We are now following the same route towards  Marchamley and its steep hill. We see them ahead but ignore their hilly route to continue onto to Hodnet. Up and out via Wollerton and Darliston, the rain threatens again as we cross the A41 bound for Ightfield.

It's now “downhill” all the way back into Audlem with 65 miles ridden and a well earned rest. After loading up the bikes, Ken and I drive out towards Whitchurch on the way headlight flashing several members of the Mod Group who are on their way into Audlem to finish their ride.

Overall a very satisfying ride with no “events” to speak of except for that muddy Butthouse Lane. Riding through this beautiful spring countryside was a joy, especially with great company of the brisk riding set who took it turns to punch ahead into the wind or lead on the hills.

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CA

13th April 2023: Special Ride: Audlem to Ellerdine Heath (mod)

Wednesday's weather was so soaking, that I wasn't sure who would take a long drive to risk more of the same on the Thursday. I was pleasantly surprised by the support, as both the brisk group and the moderate riders arrived in force at our staggered start. The new hosts at the Old Priest House cafe in Audlem were friendly and efficient. A few stalwarts were unavailable for various understandable reasons, but with Steve Hughes managing to join us, we were at full strength with regard to our lunch booking. Alan showed me a picture of Roy's post-crash purple leg. The leg and a broken thumb were why Roy was not with us. The images did not put Alan off scoffing a hearty breakfast! I believe that our attractive route was created by Dave Matthews in his hayday (circa 1965). We had ridden it before, about nineteen months ago, on a warm, sunny day. The moderates set out as St.James's church struck ten o'clock. The group consisted of Steve Haywood, Alan, Steve Hughes, Dave Pipe, Dave Matthews, Andy Barber, Battery-less Baird and myself. Ray had left his battery for his e-bike at home, a million miles away in Moreton, but was still game to have a go on his heavy machine.

Andy Whitgreave had sent me a copy of Dave M's previous route, so I had marked it on my paper maps in the hope of providing some helpful assistance. So it was, that Dave M led us out on the undulating lanes to Norton in Hales and on to Loggerheads. Andy's route map had an interesting looking back road featured at Mucklestone, which I must try if around here again. After Loggerheads, Dave took a turn that led us further down into a pretty hidden valley following the River Sow with Bishop's Wood to our right. The road was closed beyond Adbaston, so we had no alternative but to follow the road through Knighton, over the Shropshire Union Canal, and hope that the Roman Road at the end was viable. It all worked out well as we passed through Sambrook, and crossed the A41 to Howle. 

It was at this point that we decided, with a headwind, but just two relatively straight stretches ahead, to ring Oakgate Garden Centre cafe to tell them we would arrive in thirty-five minutes. Then things unravelled! The apparently straight route to Great Bolas had a sort of 'disguised'(!), right turn in it, which we didn't take, so we ended up in the village of Tibberton instead. Dave M got splinters from scratching his head, and we had to navigate a hummocky three miles or so, which included crossing the River Meese and  the River Tern in order to get back on route. It was reassuring to have Steve Hughes' Garmin-led intelligence at this point. ( I was just hoping to run into Tonto, and was intent on keeping the sun to my left). Our e.t.a. was now out of the window, and I had to inform the Garden Centre to put our lunch back in the oven. This was also a real twist of the knife for Ray, who had to pedal even more miles on his unpowered tank in order to reach our lunch stop. 

Traversing the A442 was a bit dodgy, and it was a relief to get out of the headwind, and finally sit down for our grub. The Oakgate cafe was very busy, but there were two reserved tables for our club. Service was instant, and the staff put themselves out to take and deliver drink orders, rather than have us queuing at the busy counter.  The food was 'lite bite', pre-ordered quiche and Panini fare, but some of us had ordered extra chips. Andy 'seven bellies' Barber was still hungry though, and resorted to vacuuming any leftovers. Dave 'no carbs' Pipe had not touched his new potatoes, and Andy found these particularly enticing. I suppose he has to be a calorie loading machine to have the energy for all those long Audax rides. The Fast Lads arrived a bit wet and muddy, as Clive's longer route, and their timing, meant they had just been a bit unlucky with the precipitation.

Photo by Steve Hu

We returned via Stanton upon Hine Heath, and then headed north with the strong wind mainly helping us all the way back. The notoriously steep Marchamley Hill had some of us walking. Just before that the Fast Lads had been sighted behind, but they were headed for Hodnet. We had also passed the West Midlands Shooting Ground which disturbed a very peaceful, scenic area. On hitting the A442 my route map showed a brief downhill section, then a right turn on a tight bend into quiet lanes, but we had no sign of the lead riders. There followed a number of phone calls, and hopes of intercepting them on a  route through Fauls and Darliston. So, the three lagging musketeers were Dave Pipe, Steve Hughes and myself. Dave and Steve stopped for waterproofs at Millenheath and then stopped at Ightfield to take them off again. The threatening heavy shower was short, so didn't really soak us us. We were quite happy making our own way, but we didn't want the lead group wasting time trying to find out what had happened to us. Steve eventually managed some communication, which meant we all knew our respective locations, and could relax. 

We chose to hit the A525 into Audlem near Rookery Farm, and then had a speedy, wind-assisted last lap back to the start. Dave Pipe and myself had fancied a coffee, but the Old Priest House was, unsurprisingly, closed. We were the last ones to return. I apologise for my part in the ride leadership being a bit flawed, it was not the closely synchronised model of Paul Daniels and Debbie McGee, with clearly defined roles, and a bit of magic to ensure no mistakes. However, we are very grateful to Dave Matthews for constructing such an enjoyable route, and the weather was loads better than expected.  Congratulations to Ray for a sterling effort. Many thanks for your company and support, and I hoped you liked the ride, if not a lot, you still liked it!

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DH

6th April 2023: Tattenhall (mod)

Cleopatra’s was the meeting point today, which saw a turn out of approx 12 and unusually, no fast boys at all. Amongst the 12 was a new member (a slight man, with silvery white hair and a somewhat young looking face, for his age that is- Lol) pitched up on a rather lovely Scott bike. That said, we later discovered, that this particular model has a built in fault, where the crank arm randomly falls off (not so lovely after all- more about that later- Lol)

As usual I digress, before I have even introduced the merry band that formed my group for the day- Lol. And so it came to pass; Andy, DH, ‘new man’-Lol, Dave & Lizz, Ray B, Dave M and Steve’s; Hu, Ha & T became my group for the day, after what can only be described as a fine example of CER dithering- Lol. This was primarily due to nobody having a route, of course, although Steve T tried, but I think his pretend Garmin was not playing ball again- Lol. I had my usual local easy hills option, which I didn’t really expect to use. However, once I mentioned Alison’s cafe would be my destination, as it favoured the forecasted strong winds, then my route became the go to ride, despite mentioning a few light hills.

Off we finally trot, once DH had found the tel number for our cafe destination, which secured us a reservation. 10 bikes and 11 cyclists ( no, DH was not riding crossbar on Ray’s Ebike- Lol.) We of course had Dave & Lizz on the tandem. We headed out directly south with a nice tailwind, which made it easy for some of us to tap the pace along, until we turned east around the bottom of Malpas, as that was roughly when the infamous crank arm fell off. This meant that George would have to turn back for home. (That’s right, there wasn’t a ‘new man’ after all. It had been so long since anybody had seen George that we simply didn’t recognise him- Lol Lol). However, in true CER fashion, a few volunteers were on hand to help out and escort George back to his car at Cleo’s (thanks to Andy, Steve Hu and DH) 

So, after a little coordination by Steve T, via the dog & bone, (as so often happens, we were all scattered in small groups along the road) the remainder of my depleted group of 5 regrouped and resumed our ride, with the knowledge that the others, minus George of course bless him) would meet us at Alison’s. We pedalled off and I couldn’t help wonder about the likely conversation George might have when he got to the bike shop who serviced his stead, only the day before (Ouch!) 

Now through Malpas we head north east on a steady upward trend, through No Mans Heath and on past the lovely Bickerton, which I by-passed for the sake of the Tandem, only to find out, from Dave P, that Bickerton Lane would not be a problem. This meant we could now go straight over Harthill and no need to take the easier way around, which was already planned for the return leg anyway.

After regrouping at the top of Harthill we swoop down and turn right into School Lane and swing across to the rather lovely Poffee cafe at Burwardsley, which I point out to Dave & Lizz. They had heard of it but weren’t sure of its location hence, a minor detour to that end. A smart descent into Tattenhall saw us quickly at Alison’s (only 2 minutes late for our table)

Fortunately Paula was already there to warn them of our slight delay, which Lorna ( the waitress) found very surprising when Paula said we were 5 minutes away. “How do you know that” was her remark, which Paula promptly responded to by flashing her 360 app on the phone- Lol. (She likes to track me when I am on the bike, gives her peace of mind bless her.)

Our now smaller group now all settled and menu’s in hand the conversation, before DH arrived, started off with the story about the two Flying Wallendas, from the previous weeks ride- Lol. I was hearing about it for the first time, as were a few others. Cut a long story short (for those who also didn’t hear about it) Roy’s injuries were not to serious, fortunately, although a broken thumb was the latest update (get well soon mate). Then Dave arrived and filled us in on the rest of the story, as he was the second Wallenda- Lol.  Apparently DH’s acrobatics, before he hit the deck, were more akin to a Torville & Dean performance than a flying Wallenda- Lol. Again and fortunately, DH only suffered a minor scratch on his finger. Inexplicably, the two Wallendas touched handlebars, in some way and the rest is history, as they say. All jokes aside, it is nice to here that they got away with no serious injuries. It is a poignant reminder of how easy it can be to hit the ‘Old Macadam’, which at our ages is not advisable, as we don’t tend to bounce as well as we once did- Lol.

Lunch over, but notably, there was no sign of Steve Hu, only Andy & DH made it from the infamous ‘crank group’- Lol. I later discovered, from Strava, that Steve was on a 100 miler ride and CER was a bit of a prelude to the main event hence, I assume, he decided to carry on with his own thing, 

We set off again up the hill, out of Tattenhall and then down again- Lol. I was in auto mode, being so close to home and ignored the Garmin, telling me to take the left toward Harthill. Anyway, back on route, we were quickly assending the easier option, around Harthill and beyond to Brown Knowl and across to Tilston via a few particularly favoured lanes of mine. Once in Tilston we head up toward Wetreins Lane where I depart for home, as Steve Ha knew the way back to Cleo’s only 3 miles away. 

I got back with a respectable 47 miles on the clock, after a very pleasent meander with some great company.

Final comment, for those who may not have heard and use gas pumps. The Gov has now inexplicably outlawed gas cylinders, which is apparently due to the teenage craze for sniffing the bloody stuff. So get online quick and get your supply. I for one don’t want to struggle with a hand pump ever again, so I got myself 30 cylinders, no prob on Amazon- Lol.

Cheers everybody, till next time.

Neil.

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PS. We arrived back at Cleopatra's at about 2:45, to discover we were only just in time for coffee and cakes as they were closing at 3pm for a zoom meeting. Total distance covered on the route was 35 miles. SH

30th March 2023: Aston (mod)

It was raining as Dave and I pulled into Rose Farm car park, but the forecast suggested that it should dry up a bit as the day went on. Jim, Trevor and Dave M were in the café as we walked in and we were soon followed by Andy B, who, as usual, had cycled in from Mold. But there were no ‘fast lads’ to be seen. Perhaps they were starting from elsewhere? As the time moved towards 10.30, Roy came in with Di, a friend of his from Frodsham Wheelers. She’s been trying to get him out on his bike for ages (he’s been working a lot) and, by coincidence he’d decided to come out with the Easy Riders today and suggest that she join us.

Jim and Trevor were doing their own thing and I’d planned a 40-mile ride down to The Swan at Marbury, but when I suggested it, a few noses were turned up as the last time we’d been there, the view was that the food hadn’t been so good.  An alternative in roughly the same direction was…you’ve guessed it….The Bhurtpore at Aston!

By the time we (Daves H & M, Andy, Roy, Di and me) left, the rain had stopped, so we set off down Utkinton Lane to Cotebrook, round Oulton Park and on to Wettenhall, Cholmondeston and Reaseheath College. On the way, there had been a couple of rain showers, enough to cause jackets to be put on. Skirting through the suburbs of Nantwich, we were soon through Ravensmoor and down the very rough road past Wrenbury railway station, arriving at The Bhurtpore just on 12.00.

Lunch was a soon served and various curries, sandwiches and other tasty comestibles consumed. During lunch, Di told us about breaking her shoulder (for a second time) when she came off her bike last October. She even showed us where a piece of ‘meccano’ had put a lump on her shoulder after she’d been using Roy’s heavy-duty jack hammer to take down a wall in her new home!

Photo by Steve T

Re-tracing our steps to Wrenbury after lunch, we were waiting in the sunshine for the two Daves at the canal by The Dusty Miller. When they arrived it turned out that, after riding a mile or so from the pub, Dave had realized that he’d left his gloves there. Some things never change! After riding 200 yards back towards The Bhurtpore, he changed his mind about going back and decided to collect the gloves the next time he’s there.

Heading north west from Wrenbury, we soon reached the point where Andy peeled off heading for Cholomondeley and Holt on his way back to Mold. We carried on to Chorley and Larden Green, where we took Hearns Lane towards Gradeley Green and Faddiley. 

But, before we got there, Roy got into a deep rut on the right-hand side of the lane and, in getting himself out of it, cut right across in front of Dave H and they collided, bringing both to the ground. Dave M, Di and I were unaware of this as we had been a few hundred yards in front of them and were waiting at the turning up to Faddiley. When I went back to investigate, they were picking themselves up with some assistance from a couple of farmers who had been working in the field nearby. Both had cuts and abrasions and Roy had taken a blow to his chest, but after a few minutes, they were able to carry on, fortunate not to have sustained more serious injury.

Dave M then took over navigation and led us through Brindley to Bunbury and Beeston which we skirted around, taking the lane down to The Shady Oak and up to Brassey Green, where Dave M left us to head back to Oscroft. With the exception of heavy traffic through Tarporley, the last few miles were uneventful. It was disappointing to see the The Old Fire Station café in Tarporley has closed, as it had proved a great late afternoon watering hole of many occasions over the years.

Back at Rose Farm, Roy was now feeling the after effects of the collision and Dave was rueing his lack of gloves, as he cut a finger when he went down. There’s never a good outcome when you come off your bike.

39 miles covered on a day of mixed weather and fortunes. Thanks to Dave M for assistance with navigation and to everyone else for their company.

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ST

23rd March 2023: Great Barrow (mod)

Despite the wind and promise of rain nothing diminished the turnout at the Gallery Cafe. It was quite a poignant visit since this was the last time members of the club would meet the long established owner, Spiro’s widow. Apparently the cafe will change hands shortly and we should soon meet the new owners. 

The group today consisted of Alan (Leader) Dave H, Steve Ha, Every Ready Ray, Clive and Steve Hu. Ken had ridden over and was returning home to pack his bucket and spade in anticipation of his Portugal holiday. Dave M has also ridden over and set off to do his own ride. 

The discussion of rides had centred on two routes , a Welsh route to Afon Wen or a lower level route to Great Barrow to the excellent Bluebell Cafe. The drenching that many riders had experienced just getting to the cafe influenced the decision to go low and avoid the rain. 

A brief plunge down Gladstone Avenue with a certain rider even overtaking a car led us down to the Dee Blue bridge. Then we met the headwind that would haunt us many times during the day. A quick diversion through the “triangle” found us face to face with a group of people planting trees in the area covered by Alan and his Sustrans chapter. The team were replacing fruit trees that had previously been stolen from the triangle despite being planted for the community. 

The route took us on quiet lanes alongside the busy Welsh road. A sharp right took us along a gated road towards Lee by Backford and onto Chorlton. A quick dash across the A41 returned us to quiet lanes towards Picton and then Bridge Trafford. A downpour provided the necessary speed to tackle the short climbs before Little Barrow and our lunch stop at the Bluebell Cafe. 

During a splendid lunch of Eggs Benedict or Welsh Rarebit the weather took a turn for the worse with some heavy showers. 

Replete with pots of tea and lovely food we rode for a short period before Clive peeled off, within 50 metres the heavens opened again. The expression Jacket On—Jacket Off has never been so apt.  Steve Ha routed us through the metropolis that is Oscroft before bidding us farewell to return to Kelsall and hopefully some dry clothes!

With the sun now shining we rode through Waverton and the into Chester City Centre. We had just cycled passed the weir when we had to shelter under the city walls to avoid another deluge. Some new friends and a dog were made in this interregnum between the showers. Once the rain had abated we continued around the Roodee racecourse and onto the river path where we were exposed to the full force of the headwind once again. Ray spurred on by many watts of electricity disappeared into the distance as we boldly plugged away into the headwind. 

Photo by Steve Hu

A quick photo opportunity (apologies to Clive and Steve Ha for my late planning) and we set off towards Airbus. A nasty RTA on the right reminded us the dangers of speed. At this point Alan left Ray Dave H and Steve Hu to complete the final push to Hawarden. 

A nice ride planned by Alan in mixed weather just shy of 40 miles with great company. 

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SHu

16th March 2023: Lymm (mod)

 As I went to turn into Meadow Lea, I realised that I should be at Delamere Station Cafe. On arriving at Delamere I knew that I must be late, because Dave and Liz were unloading the tandem. Trevor had returned from his travels and accompanied Jim, who was still waiting for his new Ribble  e-bike. Steve Tan had been asked about his holiday, which he had enjoyed despite a number of problems, which started with leaving two coats and his wallet on the coach from the airport! Ken and Clive were representing the Fast Lads, and Dave Matthews was visiting, but not riding. There was only time for a quick swig of coffee, before we set off for the Golden Fleece at Lymm. The moderate participants for the day were Alan, Andy Barber, Ever Ready Ray, Steve T, Dave and Liz and myself. My plan was for a  little lane scenic meander, with a shorter, fast return, particularly desirable if we hit heavy rain.

Our route out was via Norley Hall, Crowton and Acton Bridge. After passing Cogshall Hall we took  a very off-piste detour to the pretty duck-ponded at Higher Whitley, before heading for Bate Heath, and turning more directly toward Lymm via High Legh. After crossing over the M56 we took the rural back route to the centre of Lymm passing some very attractive properties before we crossed the main road and dived down to our lunch venue. The ride out had been dry and mainly wind assisted, with about twenty-four miles covered.

A young woman was already unlocking the beer garden on the canal in order for us to safely park our bikes.  The staff were very pleasant and the food was very good as we tucked in on our adjacent reserved tables. I was sitting with Dave and Liz, and it was just like old times. Dave and Liz did their traditional mix and match course orders, and Dave and myself finished up with apple and blackcurrant pie with custard and ice cream for pudding. Our choice was a pensioner's special which was great value at about 5s 6d for two courses.

Lymm Cross - photo by RB

The route back was via Swineyard Lane and the old Royal Navy world war two airfield. We also passed the private house that has a small hangar housing two vintage bi-plane trainers and a Willys Jeep, if I remember correctly. The owner flies the planes from the adjacent field. I was grateful for some draughting provided by the electrically assisted tandem at times. It had started to rain, so we kept to the straight route through Antrobus and Frandley to Little Leigh. 

The Lord of the Manor - photo by AO

The drizzle was not too bad, and we were nearly home, when Andy thought Alan, who had stopped in a field for a comfort break a little earlier, was behind us. Andy, to his credit, went back downhill to look for him, but then Steve and myself waited, and phoned Andy without reply. It turned out that Alan was ahead! A bit of a chaotic end then.  I blame the ride leader! 

Dave Pipe was correct in saying that we need to stay closer together. We should also have our mobiles turned on in case an unintendedly adrift rider has had an accident or becomes ill. Anyway, as we are not culturally old-fashioned CTC riders, there was nobody to admonish us and make us feel bad. We just need to self-correct for the future.

Andy finished up in the cafe at Delamere with coffee and cake before cycling back to Mold. Everyone seemed happy with the ride. The distance of forty-two miles was about right, including for the tandem, and overall the weather was much better than expected. As ever we all enjoyed the company.

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DH

 

16th March 2023 : Wrenbury (brisk)

It always feels a long way out to Delamere from home. I met Jim and Trevor on the Delamere Forest leg and pushed on to the cafe at 15 miles. Not as far as some come – but enough first thing in the morning. Ken was already in the cafe and quite soon a goodly number of riders were ensconced in the warm cafe environment.

There was just Ken and I to represent the “Fast Lads” as others were doing their own thing or away skiing. Ken had cobbled together a route as I had done and both going broadly north south to mitigate the southerly wind on the return trip. We agreed to head for Whitchurch on my route and when at Wrenbury, evaluate whether to continue on or cut to a cafe.

So south we went to Cotebrook, Eaton and onto Barbridge. Here we take the A51 for a short distance before sliding left and over the canal to eventually join the Wettenhall to Nantwich road in all its pock-marked glory. At the busy Burford Crossroads, we head south towards Ravensmoor down Ravens Lane which was in a really poor state. We take the long way round to Sound and into Wrenbury.

This was the cross-over point for my original ride, and we have decisions to make now: a) carry on down to Whitchurch or b) cut that loop out thus saving 9 miles. As the sky as looking decidedly black south of us we decide to cut out the loop. The second decision was of Shakespearian proportions : “To B or not To B?” Aficionados of these blogs will know that “B” stands for Bhurtpore Inn. We decide to check out No.18 The Park and if it is not busy, to lunch there instead. Despite the car park being quite full, the cafe has a lot of tables free – so it was decided to lunch here.

Food at No.18 The Park

You are always assured of good food here and so it was today. Ken suggested that we use the return section of his route back to Kelsall and so we set off just as the rain starts – only lightly, but still really wet roads now. We head for Bunbury down familiar lanes and out round the east of Tarporley sliding past Eaton again. 

As Ken had driven over today, he kindly offers to give me a car-assist back to the outskirts of Chester. I’m definitely up for this as the rain comes and goes – the price for this offer was the climb out of Cotebrook and up Heaths Lane to where he had parked his car.

So Ken drops me near Hoole roundabout where the last few miles to home are enjoyed in a heavy fine rain and I arrive home with 59 miles ridden whereas Ken would have managed about 45 today. So a joint effort on piloting today cycling in a relaxed mode, and the correct decision being made to stop and enjoy lunch at The Park.

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CA

Photo ex The Park website

9th March 2023: Clotton (mod)

 I was driving to Chester on the M56 for a last minute dental appointment, and reflecting on the appalling conditions for any outdoor activity. It was wet, with sleet sweeping across the landscape and very cold. More of the same was expected all day, Nevertheless, Matt and Dave Matthews turned up at Meadow Lea, and in the intrepid spirit of Chester Easy Riders, one of them was daft enough to undertake a short ride. So it was that Matt on a recumbent trike had a semi tobogganing short ride in the area. Evidently he met Ivan walking his dog on the Greenway, and Ivan told him that he must have been mad! Thanks for the photos Matt, they almost make it look pleasant.

DH

           

Photos by Matt Thurlow

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2nd March 2023: Whitchurch (mod)

Six mod riders turned up at Alison’s in Tattenhall - David M, Andy, Ray, Dave P, Neil and myself. I had a route to Whitchurch, so we set off into a grey and cool morning. 

Our route ran through Clutton, Tilston and Threapwood.  David M was only riding partway with us, and here we left him. We continued through Tallarn Green to Whitewell and Fenn’s Bank. Here we met our only problem on the ride.  Andy’s front wheel had clipped a sharp edged stone which had torn open a slit on the tyre. We gathered round and between us found a tyre boot, and were relatively quickly on our way. Unfortunately to stop on an already cool day had chilled us and we were keen to press on to our lunch stop.

We entered Whitchurch on the Alkington Road and rode round by the church to the Black Bear, one of our regular haunts. We usually leave our bikes in the yard at the back, but today the gates were locked. We asked at the bar and they were soon opened, and we were ushered into the best table in the pub - which meant next to the open fire! The pub had changed hands since my last visit. It’s now owned by Jerry Brunning, ex of Brunning and Price, who also owns The Swan in Marbury, and more recently The Hare in Farndon. There were some small signs of the change of ownership, but the service, food and drink remained excellent.

Our lunch had warmed us up, and the weather had taken a turn for the better when we left.  The grey skies had cleared to blue and sunlight brightened the afternoon. We left Whitchurch and climbed the hill to Wirswall. We paused on the edge of the escarpment for a photo opportunity, looking down on the sunlit plain with Marbury Church, Big Mere and Quoisley Meres all before us. A downhill dash led on to Bickley Moss and Cholmondley Deer Park, although no deer were in view, there were some fine looking longhorn cattle.

Photos by RB & SH

We passed by Bickerton Church and left Neil to make his climb up to Harthill, while the rest of us rode through Brown Knowl and took the easier gradient by Bolesworth Castle.  On our way we had an enforced stop and watched a procession of dairy cattle making the way to their milking parlour. Soon we were back in Tattenhall with 37 miles completed and looking back on a good day out. 

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SH

23rd February 2023 : Sandbach (brisk)

Meeting other CER riders taking advantage of spring like weather the brisk group consisted of only Ken and I. John W on GP duties and Clive enjoying coffee but only out for a quick spin due to driving south later on. I had circulated a proposal for today's ride to Leigh but due to low count today decided on a route I had ridden Sunday to Sandbach. 

Four of our group did ride on Tuesday with a car-assist to Whitchurch. This ride was a real tale of two rides as the outward ride via Oswestry and the Old Racecourse Mountain plus other rolls!! and onward to Llansinffraid riding 3200ft in 34 miles and the return ride to Whitchurch was mainly flat and downhill with a tail wind mostly so a gentle ride today was the alternative. 
 
Clive joined us from Meadow Lea as far as Tarporley whilst Ken and I continued on to Wettenhall and Church Minshull and heading along Middlewich Rd to Occlestone and School Lane cutting through Warmingham to Elworth stopping at Mostyn at the narrow bridge over the Trent and Mersey canal for a photo shot. Into Elworth we are direct into Sandbach and market day in the town. 

Arriving at the George for 12:10 we were not early diners and were lucky to secure a table. Half term week must have had something to do with it as there were a few families enjoying the ambiance. We enjoyed our experience in this hostelry and were out in the midday sunshine far too quickly but nonetheless we head up passed St Mary’s church and up the hill to the heath.  Passing Malkins Bank this location has vastly changed since my boyhood paper round. We cross the canal again which runs from Runcorn to Shardlow and built in the 18th century. 

Our ride back from Winterley is along the well-used lanes through Crewe and the cycle way into Nantwich then Aston to Bunbury and around Beeston Castle. The weather although chilly as we set off at 10:30, had warmed quickly and an excellent 65 miles in sunshine was enjoyed. Thanks to Ken for his company.  

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ID

23rd February 2023: Commonwood (mod)

On a cold but bright and sunny day, there was a fair turnout of mods at Meadow Lea: Andy B, Ray, Steve T, Alan, Dave H, Andy W and Matt. 

Only two or three routes were on offer, and the usual Garmin gremlins quickly reduced that to just one. So it was that I (Matt) made my debut as route-master / ride leader. And what a debut it was, delivering drama, comedy and farce in a fun-packed special: a figure-of-eight ride that ended up being a figure-of-zero!

Setting off on well-travelled roads via Tattenhall and Churton on our way to Holt, topics of conversation included Dave's auto-electrical problems, reckless car drivers and the woeful state of the tarmac on some of our favourite byways.

As the peleton splintered between Coddington and Churton we encountered a couple of horses ridden by youngsters. They (the horses, not the riders ... I think!) were completely freaked out by my trike (or was it me?) taking one look before rearing up and hastily cantering off in the opposite direction. Eventually, they were persuaded to trot past my stationary vehicle, all the while peering suspiciously in my direction. As if that wasn't enough drama, I soon came to another stop, with a slow puncture in the rear tyre.

The group reconvened at Churton and conversation soon turned to where we should stop for lunch. Consideration was given to Cleopatra's and The Red Lion at Doddleston before someone suggested the Commonwood Fisheries at Borras, just off the planned route. The more enthusiastic riders, led by Ray, made it all the way up the hill to Borras Head before getting the message that we'd overshot Commonwood and had to turn back.

Lunch conversation featured the shameless dodgy dealings of government ministers, whilst the popular vote of the CER collective was a landslide majority in favour of Burgers. Dave Heath would like to point out that although he had supported the Chicken Burger party, their candidate had failed to turn up, so his vote was a second preference.

Photo by AO

After a group photo, and a few more pumps of air into my rear tyre, we headed north into the wind and via a little-known and somewhat Clive-esque grass-topped lane into Lavister. Just before Doddleston, I had a second puncture, this time to a front tyre and much too fast to get away with air top-ups. A relatively painless tube replacement ensued, as Steve came back to see where we'd got to.

Reconvening once again at Doddleston, we managed a whole mile before the next dramatic interlude. As Steve turned onto the main road he called "car right". I stopped, but Alan didn't, colliding with the back of my trike and executing an athletic somersault into a muddy ditch! It deserved 5.9 for artistic impression, but maybe only 5.5 for technical merit.

The final act witnessed yet more trike puncture farce at Saltney Ferry - the same front tyre, as I'd not properly removed the guilty thorn. At this point, I resigned from the ride leadership and the rest of the group headed off across Saltney Ferry bridge, then along the (non-trike-friendly) Dee path back to the Greenway.

Postscript: I have now ordered Schwalbe Marathon Plus tyres for my trike!!

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MT

16th February 2023 : Caerwys (brisk)

The recent spell of dry warm weather provided an ideal opportunity to enjoy riding some of the lanes in North Wales.  As I hadn’t been able to have a long ride this week, I suggested  a ride out to Caerwys to the brisk group. Thursday morning was dry and warm and 6 riders, John’s M & W, Ivan,Richard & Nick met me at Rossett for our foray into North Wales.

The first 16kms was on quiet roads which meandered through Hope and skirted  around the cement factory at Buckley and on towards Mold. We stayed above and to the west of Mold town rather than taking the more direct busy traffic route through its centre. On entering Mold, we turned onto  the first climb heading up  towards Nercwys when one comedian piped up that according to his Garmin “this is the first of nine climbs today and this one is 2 miles long”. I quickly  enlightened  him that there were  more than 9 hills  on my route profile.

Turning off the main road below Nercwys, we traversed above Mold through Gwernamynned to Gwernaffield where the snowdrops at Fron Hall were putting on a super display in the morning sunshine. Unfortunately around this point, John W dropped behind because he was struggling with back pain and decided to abort the ride and head for home. Ivan chose to accompany John and they rode off via Shotton back to Chester.

Our now depleted group carried on into Cilcain arriving via the steep climb up from the River Alyn which according to Richard’s Garmin was rated at a 22%. It was all downhill from here to  the valley bottom where a short section of main road had to be endured before we could turn off  onto the quieter lanes towards Nannerch. John M excused himself from this section because his bike was too highly geared for climbing the hills through the village so he opted to stay on the main road and meet us in the cafe for lunch. The stiff climb through Nannerch village soon gave way to a descent back to the valley road and the start of the long climb up to Caerwys and lunch.

The Corner Cafe turned out to be a very popular meeting place but fortunately I had heeded Clive’s advice and booked our table. Once seated our orders were taken, the food arrived promptly and was as good as I remembered from my previous visit. During lunch Nick showed us pictures of the damage that had been inflicted on his sister’s house (in New Zealand) by recent storms. The house is uninhabitable as they have no water or power and it will several weeks before the utilities are restored. 

Lunch over it was back on the bikes and it felt quite springlike in the sunshine as we climbed over the Halkyns with views opening up towards the Dee estuary and the Wirral peninsula beyond. We then climbed the undulating  but good quality road surface through villages of Pentre Halkyn, Halkyn to descend into Rhosesmor. 

Turning left by the church in Rhosesmor, we entered a narrow steeply descending lane towards Northop. This road surface had a generous coating  of mud and debris so both caution and concentration were required. Unfortunately, Richard’s front wheel slipped away from underneath him and he ended on the floor. Fortunately he escaped serious injury and soon recovered to sort  his bike out . 

We set we off again paying even more attention to road surface we all safely  arrived down at the valley bottom. Our route now took us on familiar roads past the Horticultural College and onwards through Northop and into Hawarden. Here Nick and I turned off towards home, and John and Richard carried on towards Chester via the riverside cycleway from Saltney Ferry.

Today's ride was ridden in near perfect conditions, warm with light winds, and sunshine. The  ride totalled 75 kms with nearly 1200 metres of ascent but everyone completed over 100kms of riding when going back to Chester. 

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KP

16th February 2023: New Brighton (mod)

There was a good turnout of mods at Ness Gds: Jim , Dave M, Steve Ha, Hu, Tan, Alan Ray and Trevor. 

Dave M, Steve Ha and Jim were doing their own routes, so Alan’s route to New Brighton via Birkenhead Park was selected. 

Alan’s route initially took in the well proven roads through Ness Neston and via Leighton road to Gayton. Skirting Heswall to the south we climbed up “the only hill on the Wirral” to the outskirts of Pensby. A number of cheeky left and rights allowed us to pop out at Thingwall Road and access Arrowe Park via a permissive bridleway.

This was certainly a challenge as much of the route was single track and due to last night’s rain a tad muddy. See photo. 

Photos by Steve Hu

Once clear of the woodland we skirted Upton and passed over the busy Moreton Spur. On joining Fender Lane we were treated to our own full size cycle lane. Imagine a dual carriageway split into two lanes with cones up the middle. Well that’s what whisked us to Bidston Moss. 

Following the signs to Wallasey Golf Club (the first club of the day) we popped out at the sea front. A leisurely pedal to New Brighton brought us to our lunchtime stop at the Seaside Cafe. For a very reasonable £8.90 one can have fish, chips, mushy peas, salad, a slice of bread and a hot drink. One of our favoured riders even managed a jar of preserve too. 

Replete with either Fish or Gammon we followed our trusted route along the waterfront admiring the new Everton Stadium and marvelling at the cranes “disappearing” into the low lying river mist. At Seacombe Ferry we diverted from our usual East Wirral return route and headed into the lovely Birkenhead Park. 

From here Claughton Village gave way to Oxton and we entered our second golf course of the day, Prenton. Armed with a friendly caution of “watch out” from a nearby golfer we climbed steadily to the quaint village of Storeton. 

From here we were now on familiar roads and the villages of Brimstage, Thornton Hough and Raby zoomed by as our tyres hummed along the dry roads with excellent views of the Dee Estuary and North Wales. 

At Ness Gds, Alan, Steve T and Ray collected their cars whilst hardcore riders Trevor and Steve Hu set off for home avec biciclette.

A big thanks to Alan for researching and planning such an interesting route with little or no busy traffic. 

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Steve Hu