Gorgeous day to gather at Alison’s
and clearly a common thought, as there were at least 15 club members
looking forward to a spin.
This week,
there were plenty of route ideas, with DH deciding to abstain from the
selection process- Lol. After a few
discussion, it was discovered that Fiona, Elwyn, Andy, Steve & Alan fancied
a route that I offered up to the Acorn cafe, at Commonwood fisheries, as the
return leg was via Holt.
This meant they
could all bail out early for home, although Steve & Alan ended up returning
to Alison’s with me, despite parking their car in Holt, which also had another
irony, more of that later- Lol.
This meant that
I didn’t end up returning to the start venue with nobody in tow-Lol.
So it was; that
I took a group of 6 inclusive of me of course and Steve H took a group of 6 as
well ( I think).
We set off,
right out of Alison in order to mix it up a bit, as I headed toward
Burwardsley, but turned right down a little unknown lane to most (known to
Paula & I as ‘ wild garlic lane’, as we often pick it on our local walks). The right turn
was to take us across to Harthill, although we were hanging another right off
Harthill (where we caught up with DH in the other group, but he didn’t hear me
shout “ have a good one”, just as we turned right- Lol)
We were taking
the easy way around Harthill in order to head up through Brown Knowl and on
toward a favourite set of lanes that lead across to the Tilston/ Malpas road.
However, we simply chink left and right within 200 metres in order to get across
to Threapwood and on to Shocklach, which was the only crappy bit of road on our
journey and a small price to pay for an otherwise enjoyable meander, so say the
others- Lol.
After a brief
discussion with Fiona about what ‘going straight on’, at Shocklach means, we
turn right- Lol and head toward Tilston, where I throw in another impromptu
loop, up through CardenPark, for a photo opportunity at Stretton Mill.
Unfortunately, as you can see from the pic, there was virtually no water
flowing over the weir, which did nothing for the photo shoot- Lol.
Photo NT
So group pic
done, we set off again and head down Wetreins lane to my favourite set of ‘S’
bends, where, I might add, Fiona got a ‘Legend’ award on Strava- Lol. Before we knew
it we were at the road junction to Farndon getting close to our destination of
Acorn cafe, with our first encounter with Holt and one of 4 encounters for Alan
& Steve- Lol.
Once past
Belliss’s strawberry fields, on route to Borras, we take a small lane left in
order to bring us around to the Acorn cafe. However, after
causing Steve to salivate over the prospect of a gorgeous Halloumi burger or
wrap, we arrive to discover the chef has not turned up and hot food is off-
Lol. Suffice it to say, Steve did not forget this fact, once at our alternative
cafe stop of Cleopatra’s- Lol.
All suitably
fed and watered, both Steve and Alan decide to complete the route to Alison’s,
despite the fact that their car was parked only 50 mtrs away from Cleopatra’s
hence, this was their 3rd visit of 4 to Holt, for the day-Lol.
We leave Andy,
Fiona & Elwyn to make their own way home. Unusually for Andy, he
decided he would have a much shorter than usual ride for a CER gathering. Fiona
had a bit of a sore throat, so didn’t want to risk a much longer ride,
especially as they were due to go on a cycling holiday to Majorca on Saturday.
We three set
off for Aldford via the little hamlets on route, where I throw in another
little detour to point out a gorgeous little house with the most unusual
detailing on the exterior walls, although this had to be pointed out after the
initial distraction of at least 100 gnomes and or various animal figures on the
newly mown lawn.
Photo NT
This prompted a few chuckles about the effort required to move
all those figures each time the grass was mown. We turn right
to Bruera, after Aldford bridge ( where I point out some of the repairs after
last years floods).
We now hit some
light headwinds, all the way to Tattenhall, although the
lovely smooth tarmac of Platt’s Lane made it seem easy and we were soon
crossing the A41 for the back road into Tattenhall.
At this point,
while still feeling a headwind, I try to explain to Steve, with Alan
listening on, my favourite route to Holt from Tattenhall. This entails a slight
climb up to Carden Park. Beyond that is Stretton Mill, for their 2nd time and
of course beyond that is Holt, for their 4th! and final time of the
day- Lol.
However, memory
is not a strong characteristic of Steve’s, it appears, as he puts the onus on
Alan to remember the route. Suffice it to say, we had to pull up near Alison’s
to explain again, the way back to Holt- Lol. I point out
that I only live a mile down Frog lane and leave them to go their way.
I got home with
only 43 miles on the clock and much shorter than my usual CER rides. Both Steve
& Alan, I guess, might have got a Grand Fondo out of their day (well done
guy’s)
Lovely day out,
despite the disappointment of the Acorn cafe.
NT