I had planned to follow a route last done in February 2020,
when Steve Haywood took us down to The Royal Inn on the banks of the River
Severn between Pentre and Melverly. The mod+ group would comprise of Clive,
Steve Hu, Alan, Nick, Steve T and new member Kevin. (Welcome Kevin, it’s good
to have you with us).
We set off down the hill from Chirk and, having negotiated
the busy A5 roundabout, we soon got onto quieter lanes heading towards
HIndford. Between there and Welsh Frankton, these can be very muddy when it’s
wet, but they were not too bad today even after all the rain we had last week
and over the weekend.
As we approached Lower Frankton, a Land Rover came along the
narrow lane and passed me just as I got to a large pothole which I couldn’t
avoid. So I came off into the grass banking at the side of me, fortunately without
any injury, but losing the mirror from the left side of my handlebars.
The ride continued without incident until just after we’d
left West Felton when I sensed a lack of air in my rear tyre. We stopped and
pumped it up, but had to stop again shortly afterwards to put more air in. The
plan was to sort it out properly at the lunch stop, which we reached having
passed the radio telescope at Knockin.
We ordered our food and then basked in the sunshine at a
table outside. Setting about fixing the ‘puncture’ turned out to be difficult as
no thorn, nail, tack or other penetrating object could be found and the inner tube showed not
obvious sign of leakage. A new inner was to be the solution, but I had to
scrounge one from Alan as the one from my saddlebag refused to let any air in!
Lunch soon came with the ham egg and chips proving the most
popular choice, and the Three Tuns beer also popular. Before leaving we persuaded
a pub customer to take the group photo.
We headed west for a couple of miles to the village of Melverley and stopped to look at St Peter’s Church, built using a timber frame, wattle and daub and held together by pegs rather than nails.
Our route back took us through Maesbrook,
Maesbury Marsh and Whittington, past the
Orthopaedic Hospital at Gobowen. We then
climbed up to Weston Rhyn before plunging down into the Ceiriog valley followed
by the climb up into Chirk.
42 miles covered at a respectable 14.3
mph on a fine, dry and very warm (24°C) day. I apologise if much of this report
has been about me, but most of the issues seemed revolve around me today. I’m
hoping for a quieter week next week!
ST
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