16th July 2026: Malpas

 Today’s ride started from Alisons in Tattenhall, a start point that over the years has become a nightmare for me due to the fact I’ve gone more than once to Tarporley  - it has a letter T in it hasn’t it ? 

So today the motley crew for our bimble to Malpas via a very convoluted route consisted of myself, D Heath, ride coordinator plus many other things throughout the day , Mike G , electric Ray and George .

 We set out heading towards everyone’s favourite hill (Harthill), but because it’s also many people’s nemesis, we just skirted it today heading along Bolesworth Lane then onto Bolesworth Hill road which runs through to Brixton Wood heading towards Brown Knowl. Skirting around Duckington heading towards No man’s Heath and on towards our destination at the Little Deli in Malpas ,we were incurring absolutely no issues which, for the mods, is probably up there with the seven wonders of the world. But then we had a small one where George was having difficulty releasing his right foot from his pedal. I watched a master class of not falling and removing a foot from his shoe which was a moment of pure wow, how did he achieve that, but all told it wasn’t very elegant, just pure instinct.  This is when Mike produced a war time relic he stores as cycle maintenace stuff in an ever-expanding cycle bag.  Mike now seems to have taken over from Dave Pipe in having all manner of useful bits of very old tools. Anyway, the job was left to me to remove the shoe and repair the cleat as I had the very same problem a few weeks back. Job done and on we went. There was plenty of mentioning of how the roads we were using actually had tarmac and relatively smooth which kept our little mob happy. We just carried on to Malpas meandering and chatting in the fantastic cycling weather we have had of late. 

The Little Deli in Malpas has now become the mods cafe of choice in this town as they always look after us which they did again today. This is also another unusual occurrence - we just chatted the usual topics of the day and left without any issues. Now I am getting worried, expecting to be hit with Halley’s comet or a lightning bolt as ‘no issues’ is becoming a new theme.  I’m putting it down to being age-related, as in the past, the mods seem to have had their fair share of all sort of mishaps, but now are just used to carrying out the normal daily routines without them.  It has only taken 70 odd years! I do wonder sometimes though, have I seen my future and who is going to take over as group carer? I even mentioned that I think I will open my own care home exclusively for CER members. So if any of the club is interested, just email the secretary to circulate a list .

The journey back was through Tallarn Green and Shocklach, heading to Tilson, Barton then returning to Alison’s, we covered around 33/40 miles, the discrepancy being due to myself going ahead and missing a turn. I know our  the rule is that we should wait at junctions but anyway, Mike chased me and the other culprit (Ray) down. Yes, it is like herding cats as Mike puts it. Well after reflection time at home over a nice brew I can say that it was yet another fantastic day. Thanks to Dave for cobbling a good route. the weather, company so it’s a yes from me.

KB

2nd April 2026: Malpas

Editor's note: Due to a communications mix up, we have two reports for this ride from Meadow Lea to Malpas. It would seem churlish to publish one and note the other, so here are both of them. The gpx file came courtesy of Trevor

Today’s meet was from Meadow Lea and the weather report was sunny, but Baltic out of the sun, so no rain wind or any other inclement weather to deal with. So our group of mods, meandering, flower smelling posse consisted of myself as group carer (well that’s what it seems like sometimes) George, Andy Whitgreave, Trevor, Ray, Dave H, who was ride leader. There were others at the meet, but they were from the other motley crew who, no doubt will be mentioned in their blog . So off we set, heading for Malpas. I remember in days of old that certain people absolutely detested going anywhere near the place. How the world has changed. (I wonder if Donald was even behind this decision by phoning said person and saying ‘go to Malpas or I will put the troops on the ground in your little village’.) The route took us from Guilden Sutton to Christleton, Rowton, Waverton, over  to Harthill territory, where a slight mutiny was avoided by us going via the sedate route to Brown Knowl (spelt correctly). Then, according to my Garmin, to a place or area called Ducking Hell, which I usually use when climbing Harthill. No Man’s Heath came and went as did some other little rural retreats on to The Little Deli cafe in Malpas . 

This little place has been used by Chester Easy Riders for many a year and every time it never lets us down, as was the case this time for our little pack of little athletic Adonis moderate cycling group. Dave H had contacted them earlier seeing if they could accommodate said athletes, which they did and really looked after us. Food and drinks came and went during which time the usual mods drivel was mentioned. We don’t half sort the problems of the world out or is it total bo**ocks? Answers at the next meet will do, as I suspect the other groups talk as much drivel or more as we do .

The route back to Meadow Lea was out via Chorlton, Horton Green through Tilson and on towards Tattenhall. Then on towards Huxley using the usual route back to Guilden Sutton. We covered approximately 44 miles for me, having ridden in from ‘the fishing village’. Slightly more as did others likes of Trevor who commuted and Andy who also ridden from home. Another fantastic ride containing good banter, a good lunch stop and a good route. So yes that’s it really, which is surprising for the mods as we didn’t have any of our usual little mishaps of losing property, people, or making the lady from the cafe having to run up the steep little climb from her place to give car keys, wallets, phones or the usual things that our group tend to forget.

 Next week is the special ride so hope to see you then.

KB

Dave Matthews had arrived for coffee despite still recovering from his heart-rate monitor replacement operation. Dave’s simpleton side-kick Andy Whitgreave intended to ride with us;  George, Trevor,  Big Ray, Krazy Keith and me completed the moderate group. I had a route that had two or three lanes unridden by most just to add a bit of spice. We set off toward Jim’s house before turning for Vicars Cross and Christleton. We then headed down Rowton Bridge Road, but the novelty quiet diversion past the Rowton Hotel was totally subverted by road closure barriers, and vehicles trying to circumnavigate the A41 road work lights. Never mind, we were soon into Waverton and cruising alongside the Shropshire Union Canal before passing the Ice Cream Farm. 

Andy, who is impressively knowledgeable about the Cheshire countryside, suggesting the quiet Carrs Lane heading up to Cheshire Fisheries, which matched my intentions. We avoided Harthill by crossing Nantwich Road to Brown Knowl . As we headed down the Old Coach Road, Andy was banging on about getting to Malpas via Duckington, as if I didn’t know of this option. However, it was my intention to get a few more miles under our belts including a couple of lanes not ridden by us before. So it was, we followed the Old Coach Road all the way to No Man’s Heath, crossing the main Whitchurch road and passing the closed Wheatsheaf Inn where Keith reminded us of past lunches of sausages in large Yorkshire puddings. It reminded me too, of good times with Bryan Wade. We re-crossed the A41 to Bickleywood and took the first right following a quiet lane which is part of the Sandstone Trail. We crossed the main road again following the little used Bradley Lane. The weather was sunny and the spring landscape delightful. The troops began to grumble about lunch, so on hitting Old Malpas Road we headed directly north to The Little Deli where I had made a booking for us earlier.  

Despite the small premises we had plenty of room that had been set aside for us. The service was friendly and the food helpings were generous and good value. On leaving I picked up the mobile of the member of staff who last year chased us up the road with my car keys. We made our way to Cuddington Heath before my care home staff came to collect me. Our way back was on wending sun-dappled lanes to Tattenhall via Tilston and the Carden climb to Clutton. From Tattenhall we took a familiar route to Hargrave and Greenlooms. Keith took off for Stanford Heath while the rest of us headed for Littleton and past Ivan’s house for sale. We nearly torpedoed Keith as we swooped down School Lane and met Station Road. It had been a very relaxed day out. I enjoyed the banter with Andy, and reflected on the enterprise of our members, with cycling challenges ahead for Trevor and Andy,  George with his walking adventures, and Ray with his sea-born voyages of discovery and  stomach enlargement. It had been good to cruise the sunny green lanes and chat. About 44 miles covered.

DH

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26th February 2026: Malpas

As so often recently, the Thursday weather forecast was a disappointment for cyclists. We could get wet in the morning and were definitely in danger of drowning after lunch. There was a decent turnout of moderates at Alison’s, considering that it was not a day you would entertain taking a solo spin for fun. Dave Matthews had turned out, but was having a new pacemaker fitted in the afternoon. It was good to see George again looking relaxed and lightly tanned. Big Ray had returned with a new electric Orbea bike. Mold Andy, Mike G, Steve T, Trevor, Keith and me completed the slowsters group.

Steve offered a ride to Audlem with lunch at the apparently revived Lord Combermere, but it was decided that this could be a stretch if the weather turned nasty. Neil was also thinking of a short ride for the faster group to beat the rain. So it was that I led a route that reached down west of Whitchurch, but had a fast wind -assisted return from lunch at Malpas. We had a bit of climbing to reach Broxton Old Hall. Ray was enjoying his electric bike upgrade as we sped down to Hampton Post, crossing the A41 at Hampton Heath, avoiding the busy roundabout. We turned left down the little lane opposite the high school which enabled us to circumnavigate car- crammed Malpas central, and head toward Grindley Brook before turning for Lower Wych on an attractive curly lane we don’t often use, passing Wigland Hall. We turned right along a rough road stretch past Tybroughton Hall to reach Tallarn Green and Threapwood. Trevor thought I was making a wrong turn before Chapel Lane, but my trusty OS map showed a link via Back Lane and Sandy Lane to Dog Lane and on to Oldcastle Heath (where my wife’s Clio was having an alternator replaced). 

Dave, his OS map and the Heath (Robinson) Mk 2 waterproof map cover

Before reaching Peacock Farmyard we turned up Sunnyside in the direction of the B5069 and the final little grind up to Malpas.

 The bijou (as George called it!) Little Deli looked pretty full, so we cycle around the corner to The Old Fire Station. The café was crammed, so we had to split up, with Mike and myself on a separate table, so I don’t know how the general conversation unfolded. Us two old dogs didn’t have an entertaining Graham Norton style chat, analyse the possible outcomes in the Middle East, or discuss Tracey Emin’s exhibition, but we did discuss old dogs, old cars, and the usual one foot in the grave health issues. It was very pleasant to catch up with Mike, but our chat is unlikely to appear in The Guardian magazine. I did reflect that he probably cycled five times my mileage in a year. The food was very good and the staff very friendly, but the café being so busy we were a bit late getting back out.

The roads looked wet, but despite the forecast we didn’t have any rain on our briskish return. Andy and Trevor headed straight for home, although I suspect Trevor would have been just as fast if he had returned to Guilden Sutton with Keith via Tattenhall. Our route back was by way of  Tilston, Clutton and Chowley. Despite the constant wet weather recently the roads were  flood -free.  I had been bothered at times by the likelihood of Ray in his enthusiasm going ahead and missing a turn, or undertaking  Andy spearing me on the inside, but overall the day had been very enjoyable, and the quiet lanes route had worked out well. Not quite thirty miles covered, but George hadn’t ridden for weeks, and it was enough for Ray and me. Andy, Trevor, Keith and Mike clocked up considerably more miles. Mad Keith had even done a Ray Hardman, by riding an extra few miles to make his target of fifty. We had also done a fair bit of climbing for a short ride, Steve recording 2,067 feet. Thanks to Keith for keeping the group together at the back, and to Andy and Mike for making the effort from afar despite the bad weather forecast.

DH 

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8th January 2026 : Malpas (brisk)

It was a cold and misty ride out to Alison’s where eventually there were about 12 EasyRiders ensconced in the warm cafe. All talk was about the arrival time for Storm Gorreti and how we all could ride out safely and get back to Tattenhall before the arrival of the expected deluge of snow and/or rain.

I’d crafted a “snow whispering” route whereby we would head North then circle South East to Malpas and run for home from there if the storm timescale was accelerated. So with Ken, Ivan, and Nick and the JIT Young Chris, we head out for Beeston Castle and Bunbury.

The roads were clear of ice but quite muddy in places. The long run down to Brindley via Cappers Lane was suffering quite badly from erosion and, in a few isolated parts, there was a little ice showing. There was little traffic about except for hedge cutting tractors  - it was obviously the season for it. 

We head for Larden Green and Chorley on almost traffic free roads. Now heading for Wrenbury we soon take a right down through isolated Holtridge with its large modern Palladian-style “manor house” . The A49 crossing is virtually traffic free and we motor on towards No Man’s Heath.

However, before the A41 crossing, we dive left down Flag Lane - just for a change! After half a mile, we veer right onto the footpath to cross the A41 and ride on the old A41 into the back of No Man’s Heath. It’s now just a couple of miles into Malpas.

As we hit the High Street, there is the usual car jam which we thread through to stop at the Old Fire Station Cafe. Ivan and Chris decide to power on home via Tilston as Nick and I go inside looking forward to a warm lunch. Outside there are a couple of chaps drinking coffee and watching the world go by. One of them, called Graeme, asks Ken which ride group are we, which promptly makes Graeme say he was a member of CER 4 - 6 years ago!

I pop out and have a chat about the current EasyRiders and Graeme asks about Dave H. I go back inside and then see Steve T and Keith cycling by. I shoot out to see Dave H approaching and gesture for him to stop whereupon Dave and Graeme have a good chat about old times. Dave’s group were in fact on their way back to Alison's for lunch.

Back inside the Old Fire Station cafe our lunch arrives and very tasty it was. I recall the first time I rode with Easy Riders in October 2009 when Dave H, Brian Mac, and Graham lead me on a “long” 25 mile circuit” from Holt via Malpas and the Old Fire Station. 

This link here reports the events of that day on my first Easy Rider ride

Anyway enough of ancient history, with lunch over Ken and Nick state they are going to ride on to Tilston and split off from there for home. So we three take the fast and deserted Tilston road where I bear off right for Carden and thence to Clutton. No one is on the golf course except for a groundsman and three very large foxes who run parallel to me towards Clutton. Holywell Lane to Chowley Oak is just one long muddy experience as I now  run down into Tattenhall. I pop into Alisons to find Dave H’s group taking lunch. 

So the snow whispering routing has worked so far but at only 32 miles today’s ride was not very challenging or exciting - unless you count Nick’s self-sealing front wheel tubeless tyre puncture, several hedge cutting encounters, and three foxes running free.

I head for home with just under 60 miles ridden. The rain - when it did come - was just a drizzle really at 1500, and of course, there was nothing much really. So we in were lucky compared to lots of the UK.

So thanks to Nick, Ken, Ivan and Chris for their forbearance today and yet again it just proves it’s worth getting out on the bike almost whatever the weather.

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CA

11th September 2025: Malpas (Remnants!)

 As you can see from Steve’s account the moderate ride could have aptly been re-named “The Remnants’ Ride”. I was very happy to undertake a shorter ride with Dave and Liz. I would have great company and less chance of a long stint in wet clothes. For the second Thursday in a row any sensible cyclist, and Neil, would have stayed at home with heavy rain forecast.

I quickly re-jigged my original plans by substituting Malpas for Whixall. Jim and Big Ray came with us through Farndon as far as Crewe-by-Farndon where they headed for Wetreins. We carried on to Shocklach circling west of Malpas and turning through Threapwood toward Oldcastle Heath via Dog Lane. Not for the first time we met horse riders on this stretch and care was taken and pleasantries exchanged, although this didn’t prevent one horse at the back rearing high into the air like the Lone Ranger’s horse, Silver. A bit close for comfort: a bike helmet would be little protection if a load of steaming horse the weight of a Citroen AX landed on your head. We turned left up Sunnyside before the inevitable climb to the centre of Malpas. We agreed to eat at The Little Deli where Dave and Liz used to eat and were friendly with the previous owner. Liz and Dave had just returned from Switzerland and were looking in fine fettle. Dave was the colour of my old brown boots. Being grandparents and travelling seems to be agreeing with them. The friendly staff tailored the dishes to suit the healthy veggie Pipes, and my omelette was very tasty.

I thought about showing Dave my relatively new route out of Malpas, but by the time He had got his act together Liz had walked 100 yards up the High Street so we turned up Chester Road, passing the high school before going down to Ebnal and left at Mates Lane. I received a phone call. It started to rain. My beloved Harry, our family’s life-affirming dog had had had to be euthanized. As I rode on tears mingled with the drizzle wet on my face. Dave was having a trouble sorting out the back of his vintage yellow oilskin cape. Liz mentioned that rain ran down the back of the cape and wet her legs! The rain ceased almost as soon as we set off again from under the trees, and Dave’s cape was only of use as a spinnaker now. From Kidnal we cycled through Tilston, turning left before Stretton Hall and intent on beating the rain. A little shower began as we placed our bikes in the cars, before driving close to The Green at Holt and entering Maggie’s where we had a final cake and coffee before Steve and Alan soon joined us having covered double our mileage. None of us had really got wet, and it had been an enjoyable day. Unfortunately, I would remember the day for a so sad reason and would never again be greeted on my return home by a happy wagging tail and a lick on my knee from a very special dog.

DH

Harry  -  R.I.P

19th June 2025: Malpas (mod)

 There was a decent turnout at Alison’s as Keith and I arrived late due to traffic delays. It was expected to be the hottest day of the year so far and most of the guys were sat supping in the shade in the front garden. The potential moderates consisted of Andy Whitgreave, Dave Matthews, Andy Barber, Keith and myself. Andy W and Dave M were intending to cycle back to their respective homes. Dave M had a planned audax ride approaching, so despite his advanced age and medical constraints continues to be an admirably active enthusiast. I think that he is on his bike most days; the extremes people will go to in order to avoid the washing up!

It was a toss-up between Whitchurch and Malpas, with the nearest destination being considered in case the exceptional heat required made a short return prudent. We headed up to Bolesworth Castle and Brown Knowl. As Andy W was heading to Tilston via Duckington we decided to accompany him and forget Whitchurch. Andy turned for home at Tilston as we made a decent mileage to lunch by riding a quiet loop via Shocklach, Upper Threapwood and a new ‘first’: a gradual diagonal climb into Malpas up the appropriately named Sunnyside. We found one free table in the Little Deli enjoying our modestly priced English breakfasts and the friendly service.

We ensured our water bottles were refilled before our shorter route back on this beautiful but baking hot day. Our return was via Chorlton Lane, Horton Green and Tilston. These lanes capture the essence of Chester Easy Riders, as we cruise through the lush green countryside with only the very occasional vehicle disturbing our day-dreaming progress. It is surprising to note the number of discreet halls and lodges that we pass in a small area: usually we only get a glimpse, and often only view the end of a long drive. Newton Hall, Stretton Hall, Preston Hall, Cuddington Hall, Chorlton Hall, Chorlton Lodge, Overton Hall and Grafton Hall and so on. What sort of people live in these grand homes? How did they acquire their money? Are they part of “The Cheshire Set”? Late morning we had passed a young glamorous couple, finely dressed, riding magnificent shining chestnut horses, who politely acknowledged us with high-class accents and dazzling white smiles; were they part of the Cheshire Set? Do they only mix with their own? Perhaps they socialise at a Cheshire Hunt meet or at the Cheshire Polo Club. Do they ever slip down to Waitrose in their Bentley Bentaygas or do they have everything delivered? We completed our return to Tattenhall in brilliant sunshine by way of Barton, Coddington and Chowley. I didn’t envy Andy B with a long leg to Mold ahead in the heat, and unfortunately Alison’s was locking up, so we couldn’t easily share a last drink with him; good job he’s a certified masochist. A shortish but completely satisfying ride in glorious weather and totally relaxing company.

DH

6th February 2025 : Malpas (mod)

Would there be any moderate riders at Walk Mill, or would I be destined for a lone ride, like Keith a couple of weeks ago? Overnight ice, warmth seeking holidays and medical appointments are amongst the reasons for missing CER winter rides. As it was, there was a reasonable club turnout on a brilliantly sunny but cold morning. Trevor and Mike Gilbert were to be my knowledgeable riding companions, so there was little chance of taking wrong turns. 

Lunch was to be at the Little Deli in Malpas, and the morning route was intended to miss any hills with possible ski runs created by the sub-zero overnight temperatures. We made our way to Hargrave, but Trevor suggested an excursion before passing through Tattenhall. So it was that we navigated the quiet little lane from Owler Hall to Honeyend Farm before cutting across to a familiar route at the north gates of Bolesworth Castle estate on the road from Tattenhall to Harthill. There was some flooding near Woodlake Farm, but nowhere near as deep as the previous week. We were also grateful for the absence of water on the stretch from Tattenhall to the A41 , which has been closed a number of times this winter. 

No - it's this way

We reached Tilston via Carden Park and headed south for Cuddington Green. Mike nearly came a cropper in some ice slush near Chorlton Hall, but managed to eventually unblock his mudguards and continue. I think we were skating on sheet ice turning left at Chorlton Lane, but we got away with it and kept firmly on the sun-kissed side as we headed up the lane for Chorlton Lodge. We had completed a reasonable nineteen miles before ensconcing ourselves in the warmth of our friendly Malpas lunch destination. 

During our chat about various health challenges being encountered by our club colleagues at the moment, it became apparent that between the three of us only Trevor would pass an M.O.T. without any advisories; mind you he is the youngest! The lady serving us was the one who had run a fair way up the road after us last time waving my car keys in her hand. This incident had given everyone a laugh at my expense and saved me a load of hassle on the day. Trevor and Mike went for the Big Breakfast, whilst I attempted to make a healthier choice accompanied with coleslaw and greenery guaranteed to give me more gas than a barrage balloon for the rest of the day.

Our return was planned to be by way of Hampton Heath, Gallantry Bank, Peckforton, Tiverton and Burton. Unfortunately, as we climbed up the road approaching Bickerton Hill on our left, there was a loud bang from my rear wheel. I was able to wrap the broken spoke around an adjacent one and disconnected the rear brake to avoid fouling the now distorted rim. When we moved to a safe spot across the road the chain had to freed and replaced on the bottom jockey wheel. It’s most likely that the chain was dislodged after the spoke broke, but I’m dropping it off at Leon’s at Barrow tomorrow to fix the wheel and check the transmission. 

I can’t complain as Dave Matthews offered to replace my original wheels after I broke through the rear rim on that day, many months ago, when I returned from Bangor-on-Dee in a furniture restorer’s van. I was looking to buy new, but Dave had a lightly used pair in his garage that had been there sometime, and kindly fitted them for me, all for about ten bob. I believe that they had been on Andy Whitmore’s wife’s bike. They have covered many trouble-free miles since, although ideally the back wheel spoke count should be higher for my weight. In the circumstances we decided it was best to carefully take the shortest route back. 

The Harthill climb would be a test for the damaged wheel, and the descent with only one brake demanded concentration. The weather remained sunny, and thankfully the remainder of the ride from Tattenhall was very pleasant and the rear wheel held up. At the last T- junction after Greenlooms, I appreciated Trevor and Mike’s offer to follow me back to Walk Mill, but I was able to politely decline, and they headed for Waverton. The amended return route had resulted in just thirty-five miles covered, but it had been a lovely day in relaxed company. 

Thanks to Mike for the photo which captures the essence of being on one of our Thursday rides in quiet, scenic Cheshire countryside on a fine day.

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DH

24th October 2024: Malpas (mod)

 Neil and I arrived at Walk Mill with a common lunch destination and similar routes in mind: The Carden Arms at Tilston by way of Beeston. The club had a strong turnout, so I decided to lead a different ride to Malpas for the moderate group, so avoiding the likelihood of overcrowding for lunch if we all descended on The Carden Arms.

The moderate group consisted of George, Keith, Ray Baird, Dave Pipe and me. We headed out to Burton and continued to Brassey Green before heading down to The Shady and up again to Beeston Castle. Ray coped well on his new light bike sans electrical assistance. Unfortunately, my revised route included further climbs past Bolesworth Castle and Broxton Old Hall. It has to be said that despite some groaning Big Ray showed admiral determination in conquering the climbs. Mind you, I’m not sure if his slimline Halford’s special is guaranteed to withstand his King Kong stature. After a fast plunge to Ashtons Cross, we entered Malpas by way of Hampton Heath. The Little Deli had plenty of space for us. Food portions were notably generous, and the staff were friendly as usual.

The weather was fine, and the route back promised to be scenic, flattish and reasonably brisk. What could go wrong? Well, for a start I left my car keys at the Café, and only a member of staff from the café running after us and shouting avoided a nightmare scenario for me when we returned to Walk Mill. Then Dave Pipe’s new larger tyres began to cause a problem with a mudguard attaching bolt under his fork crown. Our return was via Cuddington Heath, Shocklach, Farndon and Waverton. We were really in the groove flying up to Farndon, but Dave was still having trouble and sent a message via Ray to carry on without him. I tried ringing Dave to confirm that he didn’t require assistance but had no reply. Keith was bothered in case our fast flog had left Dave not feeling too well. The compromise was for George and Ray to carry on and I followed Keith turning back to find Dave. I then made another phone call, managing to make contact with Dave, and was reassured, but Keith was now well down the road. I turned back to head for Waverton, but then had a rear tyre thorn puncture without a pump and with tyre levers made from Lifebuoy soap.  I was in the entrance of a side road hoping that Keith and Dave would eventually appear, they did, but the jokers initially sped past pretending they had not seen me. Anyway, with an aching stiff hip I was very grateful for their help, with my Schwalbe Marathons being a very tight fit. Keith’s gas canister was quickly effective, but any notion of an early return was now out of the window. When we eventually reached Walk Mill, George, Ray and Steve Tan were anxiously waiting for our arrival, as attempts at phone communication had been difficult. Despite the afternoon’s problems it had been another enjoyable Thursday in relaxing company and decent weather. About thirty-six miles covered.

DH

15th August 2024: Malpas (mod)

Dave Matthews had arrived at Holt sans money and his bank card. Dave agreed to service my bike for life if I bought him a coffee and a bun. A good deal! It was good to see Roy making it, which is always harder when you are in full-time employment. Kevin had returned from France and is now a welcome addition to our club members’ list. As for the moderate ride, it was just Atomic Andy and me. Once again, the afternoon weather forecast was wet and windy, so the proposed distance was modest.

We set off for Tilston via Wetreins with Dave Matthews joining us on the first leg of our journey. Riding west to Duckington, we then climbed up the delightful little lane on the side of the Larkton and Bickerton Hill escarpment, with terrific views across the Cheshire Plain. At Cholmondeley Castle we headed for Egerton Hall, taking a chance by ignoring the “Road Closed” sign. The further we headed down, the further we may have had to trace our steps, but fortunately, no road works were taking place. As we climbed to Hampton Post we passed Michael Owen’s lavish horse training facilities at Manor House Stables. We entered Malpas via Hampton Heath, but found that the snug Little Deli was closed for holidays, so tried the Old Fire Station. There were other friendly cyclists sitting outside, but a table was found inside this popular venue. The service and food were spot-on. We discussed the obvious downsides of ambitious economic growth being seen by recent UK governments as the key to a better life; tell that to the Green Party, or to those living in a state of poverty that belies the concept of a trickle-down economy. These one-to-one Thursday discussions are threatening to parody the Guardian’s Saturday “Dining across the divide” feature. 

Our return was by the easy and quiet route to Shocklach via Cuddington Heath. It is obvious that Andy knows these lanes very well; maybe he could be persuaded to lead a ride in the future? When we approached Maggie’s at Holt it appeared that the Mod plus group had not yet returned, so Andy showed  me the way down to The Castle. I had long fancied locating the site but was pleasantly surprised by the substantial remains and being able to read about its impressive history.  A long siege during the Civil War heralded the decline of the castle and many of its stones were later removed by Thomas Grosvenor to build the original Eaton Hall near Chester. Our plan to stay dry had worked, but the Mod Plus group eventually arrived at Maggies looking wet and sweaty and without Elwyn and Fiona, but that’s another story, as told below.  Hopefully, Andy had a dry ride back to Mold. It was a very pleasant and interesting thirty miles or so, but soon we should plan for a longer effort, ideally when the forecast is fine.

DH 

27th June 2024: Malpas (mod)

A goodly number of members congregated in the sunshine outside Maggie’s enjoying their refreshments served by the friendly and efficient staff.

With his usual thoroughness Neil had a comprehensive route for the Mods+ meticulously planned to avoid, as far as humanly possible, cycling into the prevailing WNW wind forecast for the day.  In contrast, I had no plan.  In our usual courteous and civilised manner we sub-divided into our groupings and we were off.

Andy had kindly offered to keep me company and just as we were leaving electric Ray appeared.  He had gone to Alison’s in the mistaken belief that it was today’s starting point.  I did overhear some dark mutterings of duff information provided by Trevor but I couldn’t possibly comment!

I had grabbed an OS map on my way out of the house as Dave H had thoughtfully let me know that he wouldn’t be riding today.  A cursory glance at the map and I vaguely suggested a loop south and then east stopping for lunch when we were hungry.  Crossing the river we headed south.  Through Shocklach and Worthenbury to Bangor on Dee and thence to Overton.  Turning east and then north, with Andy helpfully leading the way, we cycle through Tallarn Green and Threapwood as he safely navigated us to Malpas.  Here we decided to have lunch at the little café Dave H and I rediscovered a few months ago.  Lunch topics ranged from a detailed description of Ray’s recent dental work, not for the faint hearted, to the UK housing market.

Suitably replenished I showed my fellow travellers a possible return route.  All agreed.  This was immediately scuppered as I took the wrong road out of Malpas.  Andy made several attempts to politely point out the error of my ways but I ploughed on regardless.  I thought I knew the road.  I was on the road I had in mind, it was just not the right road.  I eventually had to admit defeat and again take the OS map out of my back pocket.  The loop to the east now became a loop to the north.  We visited Bickerton, climbed Hart Hill and bumbled (as Brian Mac used to say) into Tattenhall.  Turning south and crossing the A41 we turned right at Chowley, through Coddington to Churton to pick up the B5130 back to Holt. 

40 miles covered at an average speed on 11.6 mph.  A good ride.  I must thank Andy and Ray for their patience and unfailing good humour on this mystery tour.  The modern day Easy Rider is nothing if not flexible and adaptable.         

GW

4th April 2024: Malpas (mod)

 There were four riders making up the moderate group at Alison’s: Trevor, Jim, Keith and me. The weather was welcomingly warm and dry. The idea was to have a quiet lanes long sweeping ride out, and a shorter ride back in case we caught a heavy shower or two. Our route out was via Beeston and Bunbury. Trevor was having some difficulties with his gears, and I popped into the Co-Op at Bunbury for a fat bottle of water to fit in my cage. We then headed east at Gradeley Green, before turning right after the canal bridge near Swanley Hall. Keith remembered Mike Morley’s favouring the Farmers Arms at Ravensmoor for lunch, notable in the past for its barmaids. It was difficult to pass 18 The Park at Wrenbury, but I had booked The Little Deli at Malpas, so we continued through to the lift bridge. The red lights were flashing but a woman beckoned us through before, I presume, pressing a button to raise the bridge for her canal barge. We cut across west to Gaunton's Bank and Norbury Common before crossing the A49 at Bickley. Despite starting out late and stopping for a few minutes in Bunbury, Trevor had effectively managed his rear gear mech. issues, and we had a fighting chance of arriving for lunch close to 1p.m. as booked. We crossed the A41 at No Mans Heath, where we reminisced about the times we used to eat delicious sausages in large Yorkshire puddings at the Wheatsheaf Inn there, and we wondered about its future. We had the usual steep bank to encounter before Malpas (which Alan will not remember fondly, from when he was suffering from asthma), but we were soon locking our bikes up only ninety seconds after our e.t.a.  The food and service were very good at our reserved table in the compact Little Deli. Conversation involved the enterprising holidays and excursions recently undertaken by Keith, Trevor and Jim, with Trevor’s Spitfire adventure also imminent. This was balanced by the usual justified concerns about the state of the NHS, and the real old git tip of making your loaf last by putting half of it in the freezer. The woman serving  takes her car to the same nearby garage that I swear by, and is friendly with one of the two guys who run it, with their sons being close pals. Chatting away I almost feel part of The Malpas Family! Would you believe it?  

Our return was via Cuddington Heath, Chorlton, Horton Green and Tilston. This route is very peaceful and pleasant, and avoids the initial slog up Kidnal Hill on the direct, but busier, Roman road route to Tilston. “Local” Neil had warned us of the current flooded state of the roads from Chowley to Tattenhall, so we took the route to Barton, Handley and Milton Green, before crossing the main road and the milder flooding of Frog(!) Lane to reach Tattenhall. The ride was over forty miles and covered at a steady stress-free state in relaxed company. Jim is doing outstandingly well on his return to riding with us, and Trevor and Jim must have clocked up a creditable sixty miles or so. How uplifting to have a warm, dry ride for a promising change.   

DH

22nd February 2024: Malpas (mod)

Circumstances require this write-up to be brief. Considering the weather forecast, there was a strong turnout at Walk Mill where we once again received a warm welcome. The Extremely Moderate Group consisted of Andy, George, Ray and me.

It was cooler than last week, and some rain appeared inevitable as we headed for Burton, Huxley and Tattenhall. I chose a bit of punishment by climbing up to Brown Knoll before turning east and then south west on the delightful little lane through Bickerton to Duckington. There were some dream homes nestling in the wooded escarpment. What had these residents done for a living to afford them? We dived off-piste through Edge Green, crossing the A41. The narrow lane surrounding  Edge Hall was exceptionally flooded as we began a westerly loop toward Kidnal. Fortunately, we all made it, including Ray’s electric heavyweight machine. We were now getting quite wet, so headed straight for The Little Deli, a long favourite of Dave and Liz. Seating was re-arranged for us in this warm and friendly nook, and the food was large of portion and very good value. I think George had doubled his weight by the time we left. Lunch topics were interesting but not very uplifting: the Parliamentary debacle of the day before, NHS dentistry and making preparations for death.  I decided to avoid discussing Everton’s prospects in the circumstances.  

We were a bit wet and cold as I viewed my soggy map to seek a slightly different but not too indirect return route. We headed downhill to Cuddington Heath before turning north for Tilston via Chorlton Lane and Horton Green.  I think we passed Nick’s home on the way. Lower Carden, Clutton,Tattenhall,  Hargrave and Greenlooms marked our chosen return path. Andy had headed west for Wales along the way. Full marks to all who made the effort. I see all three ride groups curbed their enthusiasm and finished up in Malpas for lunch. Unbelievable! I have seldom seen so much flooding, but our desire to be out in the country with good company, and needing to stay fit, once again made us glad to have ridden with Chester Easy Riders on a Thursday.  We covered about 38 miles. Roll on long, languid, sunny summer rides.  

DH    

22nd February 2024 : Malpas (brisk)

A good number of riders were present at Walk Mill Cafe today which was surprising given the weather forecast was for very heavy rain. Clive and Steve T arrived just for coffee as they didn’t fancy a dousing.

Three rides were planned . Ray S was leading a group out to Whitchurch. Dave H had no set plan as he was running late but looked to be leading another group on one of his magical mystery tours. I had ridden to Whitchurch twice very recently and as nice as it is I fancied a change, so put forward a circular ride to Malpas of 45 miles. Nick was happy to join me as he wanted to get home reasonably early and the return route passed close to his house.

Leaving Walk Mill, we headed East but within 1/2 mile the rain started so waterproofs were donned as  Ray’s group passed us on their way to Whitchurch. Weaving around and through the many flooded sections of road we passed through Huxley and Tiverton to reach Tarporley. Crossing onto Eaton Road we exited the village and 2 miles on at Eaton we turned South towards Alpraham. This section of the the route had 2 road closures in place but neither delayed our progress.

Conversation was rather sparse as the rain and road conditions required a lot more of our attention although I did hear the bit where  Nick  admitted to looking for a new Gravel bike and is going to view one in Knutsford. Good luck getting that past the finance officer !!

The  A51 at Alpraham was very busy and it took a few minutes before we were able to cross into Bunbury Road and then pass through Bunbury to Spurstow. At  Peckforton , we met a  large section of standing water, and one very kind motorist  was unable to wait and ploughed straight through at speed and seemed totally oblivious to the soaking he had given Nick and I.

Another short section of main road at Gallantry Bank led us into Bickerton where we admired the new bench at Bickerton Church, it has been carved out of the remains of a large recently felled tree. The rain had been persistent and heavy since leaving Walk Mill and we were both feeling the wet and cold as water had seeped through our waterproofs.

Talking through our options, we decided to cut short the ride, forego lunch, and head for home. The direct route took us up Goldford Lane and into Tilston where we parted company and headed for home.

The posted route today was 45miles. Nick managed around 40 miles with myself covering 50 miles. 

One bright spot today-the rain stopped as I arrived home so at least the bike cleaning was completed in dry. Thanks to Nick for his company and riding in truly awful conditions.

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KP

22nd February 2024: Malpas (mod +)

On a day following a Met Office Yellow warning for rain, it was encouraging to see such a good turnout of CER members, both riding and in civvies. So many that we could accommodate three different rides a brisk, a mod + and a mod group. The mod+ group consisted of Ray S, Alan and Steve Hu. Mindful of the forecast we felt up to a forty miler would be best in the conditions. Ray had a route from Tattenhall to Whitchurch where Alan suggested we dine at the same venue as Ken's ride last week. 

We set off from Walk Mill in comparative dry and windless weather back along Guy Lane and left onto Martins Lane. At Hargrave we stopped to load Ray’s route onto the computers and the weather decided to change  for the worse and set the scene for the next 10 miles. A local stopped us and advised us of certain road closures due to flooding, by this time we had traversed two long lengths of flooded road the second being deep enough to submerge our bottom brackets! A quick blast through Newton in Tattenhall brought us into Tanner Town. 

Photos by AO

From Tattenhall the route took us through the now soaking wet lanes of Clutton and Tilston. Just before Horton Green our route turned right to Whitchurch a further 12 to 14 miles further on, however a sign viewed through rain speckled glasses advised the warm pubs and cafes of Malpas were only three miles away. A quick quorum was convened and a new destination was agreed, the Fire Station cafe in Dave Heaths favourite town Malpas. 

As we climbed steadily up to the town Ray remembered the Lion pub in the centre. On arriving we were welcomed by the staff who suggested we sat close to the log fire. By now our gloves and pants were soaked so this generous offer was much appreciated. The menu at the Lion is excellent and testament to the food on offer it was a full ten minutes before consensus of sandwiches with extra chips was agreed upon and ordered. 

After a very leisurely lunch waterproofs were donned again in readiness for the return leg. Ray had a route that avoided flooded / dirty lanes. Taking Chester road we headed back towards Ebnal and then broke left to Hampton Heath. We made excellent progress on Long Lane until it crossed Salters Lane and became Harthill Ln. The short climb up here is normally a breeze on a summer's day, but today it seemed a lot harder. Once through Harthill, Bolesworth road is a rollercoaster of a ride all the way back to Tanner Town. 

In order to stick with the tradition of CER, Ray added on a small diversion through Bruera & Saighton bringing us nicely into Waverton where Alan returned to Walk Mill, I peeled off for Golden Sutton and Iron legs Ray headed for Chester. 

Thank you to Ray for leading the route. A reasonable 14.5mph average speed on a very wet and flooded roads 33 mile route. 

Steve Hu

21st December 2023: Malpas (mod)

As I pulled up the slip road to join the M56, I was intent on avoiding being on the inside of any spray spouting juggernaut. The forecast ferocious crosswind was full-on, and the rain torrential on the high level bridge. The windage forces on a curtain-sided artic trailer in these conditions could result in it overturning. What was I doing driving in this “do not go out unless you really have to” weather?  I was driving to Tattenhall to go cycling with friends!  This choice felt like a gross misjudgement as powerful wind gusts hit the Berlingo, but I had committed by email to turning up, so stage one was surviving the journey to Alison’s. I felt a little more relaxed weaving slowly through Christleton village, as it was more sheltered and bone dry.  

I arrived early at Alison’s, leaving my bike in the back of the car, as it was probable that if anyone had turned up at all they would not be riding. Riding on your own is an added risk, if say, a tree lands on your head on a little back lane, and you can’t reach your phone. I don’t think Lynne would be able to find me in rural backwater twenty miles from home. At least, she would probably want to complete her Christmas shop at M&S Food first. Clive, Ken and Ivan were already ensconced at an inside table. Clive had driven Ivan over and had hoped to collect Steve Haywood to meet the club riders. Ivan was recovering well with his new knee, but Steve’s back operation was recent, so he had to decline. George then turned up and joined us, shortly followed by Dave Matthews in civvies. 

After a very pleasant and sociable forty minutes came the moment of truth: who was able and willing to have a ride? George and I decided to give it a go. We climbed up to Bosworth Castle, and then down and up to Broxton Old Hall. At Duckington we headed south west to Tilston and Shocklach. We agreed, that with the high winds and it being nearly the shortest day of the year, we would embroider a few miles around Threapwood and Oldcastle Heath, rather than stretch to Overton. George had coped well without the use of his inside chainwheel, but it was a reminder that it was possible for things to go wrong, and we would have to battle some headwinds later. We called in at my favourite garage, Birchdown Autos in Peacock Farmyard to wish Steve a happy Christmas, before heading for the Old Fire Station in Malpas. The café, was full, but on the suggestion of a nice young woman working there, we finished up at The Little Deli in Church Street. It had been ages since I had been, but I remember it as a favourite tea stop for Dave and Liz. The staff were friendly, and we were well pleased with lunch. On leaving I checked George’s front changer, but apart from a bit of adjustment of his stop screws, it didn’t seem worth getting into further by the roadside, as we had no hard climbs ahead. 

On our way back we intended to miss the Chowley route into Tattenhall, as in the morning the road passing “The Righi” had been closed. We returned via Tilston, Barton, Coddington, passing Aldersley Green Golf Club (where my dentist tells me, that we could probably get lunch). This route into Handley was a first for both of us. It is an attractive little village, mentioned in the Domesday Book with some thatched houses and a very old church. We braved a short stretch of A41 to Milton Green before crossing into Frog Lane, passing Russia Hall and over yet another stretch of  the disused railway line that we often cross in this area.  The old route runs from the main line west of Hargrave down into Whitchurch. We reached Alison’s just as the staff were locking up. They cheerfully declined my offer to pay for coffees that I had forgotten to pay for in the morning. I will pay the amount owed as a tip next time! George was excellent company as ever. Storm Pia had punched its weight and had provided the occasional “whooah!” moment, but the ride had never felt seriously dangerous. For the best part we had been well sheltered by the hedged narrow lanes, and it had been mild and dry. Thirty something enjoyable miles. 

DH 

9th November 2023: Malpas

Carolyne at Walk Mill was every bit as hospitable on the day, as she had sounded on the phone. We were soon comfortably sat with our coffees served efficiently by the friendly staff. There was a good turnout, mostly of those who wanted to cover a decent mileage at a brisk pace.  George, Big Ray and myself opted for a more modest course on a day that was likely to be quite wet.  So it was, that we set out on a more exploratory route, with the idea of a fast, direct route back if the weather turned unpleasant. I’m not really sure of myself in this area without having to stop and check my map occasionally, so I was glad of my friends’ patience, and George’s familiarity with these lanes. We headed east to begin with before turning south for Burton, Hoofield and Huxley. George and I wondered if the 50p. shop was still operating. According to my phone, both the 50p.shop, and The Little Coffee Shop (Wed.-Sunday) were still open. After Huxley we were soon climbing up to Beeston Castle, and working our way across to Bolesworth Castle, and then climbing again to Broxton Old Hall. We then used the small, very quiet lanes around the listed Grade II Edge Hall, which is over three hundred years old. Ray was trying to cast us as Dad’s Army or Last of the Summer Wine characters, but despite the physical difference the only comparison that really caught the imagination was Ray as Private Pike! We criss-crossed the A41 to reach Hampton Heath on little used lanes. If we had taken the more obvious course to Malpas from Brown Knoll, we may have arrived dry for lunch, as it was, we didn’t.  Still, it in the DNA of Chester Easy Riders, to explore, Harry-like at times, and it seems preferable to steaming down a busy, wet main road on someone’s back wheel.

The food was very good at The Old Fire Station, and Ray was his usual effervescent company, but it was raining when we unlocked our bikes. Our route back was as direct as possible, and after climbing up the Roman Road to Kidnal  Hill it was fast to Tilston, but the streaming roads needed concentration. It was consoling to think that we didn’t have the flooded, hilly lanes, say from Loppington to Chirk to overcome, and we would have a relatively short drive home. We reached Tattenhall via Carden, Clutton and Chowley, and then pressed on to Hargrave and Greenlooms, before turning to Walk Mill. The journey back had only taken seventy-five minutes, despite Ray’s troublesome mudguard stay, which he must have fixed with chewing gum in the week. We still had time for coffee and cake; George very kindly treated me. Ray had wanted to get back to catch crabs at Moreton- on- Sea. Before we left, the Likely Lads of Steve Hughes and Alan popped in to say, “Hello”.  They appeared happy with their ride despite the rain and diversions. Walk Mill had worked out fine. Trebles all round then!

DH

26th October 2023: Malpas (mod+)

Well as I descended in the pouring rain through Hawarden I reflected on how many hardy CER riders would believe the forecast that today would improve and venture out. Oh yee of little faith, Meadow Lea usually results in a good turnout, but today was spectacular, unlike the weather. The CER group had taken over five tables and all ordered drinks by the time Alan Andy B and I had arrived. The large group easily allowed two groups to be formed and Steve T proposed a Mod + ride. The group consisted of John M, Ray S, Matt, new member Shane, Alan, Steve’s T & H and Richard. 

This was a Steve Ha ride that Steve T had copied as a backup ride, as such it had elements of a mystery tour starting with exiting the car park , “Is it left or right” questioned Steve. Once underway the route led us through Guilden Sutton and out onto the lanes via School Lane. Everyone had a  recent story of flooding to tell and we trusted Steve Ha’s route by proxy would avoid such bike washes. The route meandered through Littleton & Christleton, from here we took Guy Lane and whilst the roads were dry they all seemed to be going up hill. Spinning through Newton by Tattenhall we proceeded to Bolesworth Rd. 

Photo by Steve Hu

We stopped outside the Bolesworth estate for the customary group photo whilst Alan regaled us with the ownership of the Bolesworth Estate, who being non other than Barbour as in wax cotton jackets fame. History tells us that in 1856 Robert Barbour a Scottish businessman acquired the estate as a home whilst he was active with his textile business in Manchester. It is still a vibrant estate hosting a variety of concerts and a forthcoming Halloween special. 

If you can zoom into the photo you will witness the disparity on tyre cross section between Steve T’s waif like 25mm road tyres and Pirelli sponsored Ray S’s 40mm gravel tyres. I have the utmost admiration for Ray who hustled his gravel bike complete with said hoops for 47 miles at 14.5 mph average speed. At times we thought we were being followed by a tractor such was the rumble of Ray’s tyres. 

A quick jaunt over a few more hills dropped us into Malpas for our lunch. We have visited the Lion before, however today they must have been short staffed as we waited nearly 90 minutes to be served. Replete with pots of tea and soft drinks the delay led to an increase in my stomach juices as we patiently awaited our fare. As the selection of food arrived, heaped sandwiches, extra chips and even vegan Fish & Chips my taste buds were practically dancing in anticipation. 

Then my fishcake arrived, a lovely fishcake in a rich jus. A quick check revealed that was it! No salad vegetables or anything….zip. So 32 miles in, my lunch was a 2” fishcake. Such was the support from the CER group I was soon inundated with extra chips and even the offer of some mushy peas. So in summary the Lion is a lovely venue, just be cautious with the lite bites choices. 

Replete we left the pub in glorious sunshine that Steve T had pre ordered. The promise of “its all down hill from here” plus a tail wind saw us zip through Tilston and into Tattenhall. A quick zip though Waverton took us back towards Guilden Sutton. We were only stopped crossing Tarvin road. At this point we witnessed what must have been a Welsh Yaris driver pulling onto a 50mph road at 20mph (the new standard for Welsh roads) and deciding to hold up a bus. The cacophony of horns was entertaining. 

As we arrived at Meadow we stopped just to thank Steve T for leading such a dry and pleasant route. Thanks also to Steve Ha for the original route. Shane returned to ride virtually back to our lunch spot and the rest of use made our way home. 

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Steve Hu

20th July 2023: Malpas (mod)

Recent rides that I've been on have not been particularly well attended but today no less than 18 members turned up at Meadow Lea. I had a ride of 44 miles planned to the Wheatsheaf Inn at No Man's Heath. Four members were not riding, two set off on a brisk ride and four of the moderates wanted something a bit longer and set off with Steve T for Church Minshull. That left eight of us for my ride. I was joined by Dave H, Dave P, George, Jim, Matt, Mike and Ray as we set off south through Guilden Sutton, across the A51 and on to Waverton. Here we turned left, passing the Crocky Trail before turning into Martin's Lane.

I am more used to following this route to reach our starting point at Alison's but today we were avoiding Tattenhall and after passing through Hargrave we turned left towards Huxley. Here we turned right and before long we came across a very colourful verge where someone had planted masses of wildflowers. We couldn't resist the photo opportunity before turning down towards the Shady Oak, now reopened and renamed The Shady (for some reason best known to the new owners. The oak tree is still there). After skirting round the back of Beeston Castle we again turned towards Tattenhall. This time we avoided it by turning up Carrs Lane and taking the quiet top roads towards Bolesworth.

Photo by TC

Several of my fellow riders had expressed surprise that the Wheatsheaf was open although my searches on the internet suggested it was. However I thought it best to try ringing them but failed to get through. So a Plan B was discussed and Dave H suggested The Lion at Malpas. We rode round the back of Bolesworth castle and across to Brown Knoll. Here I had intended to turn left and take a loop round Bickerton Hill but in case we had to end up going further to reach Malpas I decided to turn right to head through Duckington.

At Hampton Green crossroads we stopped. Malpas was to the right and No Man's Heath straight on. I tried ringing the pub again and again I failed to get through. We turned right. As we rode up the hill into Malpas we found the road busy as the school appeared to be finishing early for the summer holidays. We soon arrived at the Lion and opted to sit at the tables outside. The weather was warm, the food was good and the conversation flowed as we tucked in to our various meals.

After lunch it was uphill through Malpas then the long downhill run to Tilston. Not the usual fast descent as a cool wind tried to force us back up the hill. In Tilston we turned towards Stretton then turned left into Wetreins Lane heading for Farndon. When we reached the centre of the village we turned up towards Chester but as we were leaving the village we realised that we were down to five riders. Jim and the two Daves were missing. They knew the way alright so we waited several minutes for them to appear. No sign of them so we tried ringing but without reply. Eventually they returned our call and we discovered that they had gone to Lewis's for a coffee. I should contact the secretary to have them thrown out of the club but unfortunately one of them is the secretary. Not for taking an unauthorised coffee break but for not inviting the rest of us.

We carried on without them (and without a caffeine hit) and before long George decided he was going to go back through Tattenhall. I'd done my best to avoid all morning but he was obviously missing it. Matt and Mike left us at Saighton leaving just Ray and me to continue on to Waverton where we returned to Meadow Lea on our outward route. Well, not quite. With a quarter of a mile to go I turned off myself leaving just Ray to complete  41 miles.   

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TC                 

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

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