19th August 2010: Peak District Ride

An early start today to join Clive and Kate at Ivan’s house for the drive over to Waterhouses in the Peak District.  Once the bikes were loaded we were off, with Ivan driving and retelling his recent motorbike test experience.  Not enough lifesavers seemed to be the problem: and I thought lifesavers were found on the beach or swimming pool!  Well there was no need of lifesavers today and we arrived at 9.50am, having made good time despite the density of speed cameras.  Within half an hour we were all assembled and ready to ride: Jim, Dave H, Mike M, Clive, Ivan, Kate, Dave & Liz P and me.  Jim promised us a lovely day out although with a couple of steep hills to start and about 1500 ft of ascent (more on that later).

With Jim leading it was out the back of the car park onto the main road and the start of a steady climb, easy at first, then left onto a minor road and the climb steepened.  This was only the start and we were already strung out, but the view as we reached the top made it worthwhile.  Another climb followed, until by Blore we were ready for the exhilarating descent down to Ilam to take morning tea at the beautiful Ilam Hall.

Photographs by Ivan Davenport

After a refreshing break, with time for photographs, it was time to continue on to Dovedale and a brief diversion to see the famous stepping-stones.  Then retracing our steps we left Dovedale for the climb up to Thorpe.  Halfway up the climb it was suddenly apparent that our numbers were somewhat diminished.  Ivan headed back down to find that the others had been separated from the advance party by a large tractor blocking the lane.  Once all together again the going got easier as we headed to Tissington to join the Tissington Trail.  Here we joined the many families making use of the old railway track for a family cycle ride through the most beautiful of scenery.  What a great way to get the kids cycling!  In a few years time they may even be joining their local cycling club.

After a few miles on the flat we left the trail and rejoined the lanes, uphill at first then down to Heathcote.  This was perhaps the pattern for the day: a stiff climb, long but not too steep, with the double reward of beautiful views from the top followed by fast swooping descents.  And with perfect cycling weather and practically no traffic what more could you ask for?

After the gradual climb through Long Dale we eventually emerged at High Needham for the descent down to our lunch stop at Crowdecote.  Jim’s choice of the Pack Horse was truly inspired: a friendly welcome, great ale, good food, fast service and lime and soda at £1 a pint.  The bar staff even stopped serving to listen to Ivan recounting the adventure of his lost wallet and a night spent drinking!
After leaving the pub we crossed the Dove for the second time to begin another climb up to Sheen Hill ridge followed by the last descent of the day down to Hulme End where we joined the Manifold Way Trail back to Waterhouses.  With just over two miles to go Dave H, blazing our trail at the front, disputed the right of way with a dog and ended up on the trail.  With no harm done we pulled in at the next tea place for a well earned tea and scone before completing the ride as a light drizzle descended to remind us how lucky we had been with the weather.
What a wonderful day out: only 40 miles done but everyone truly enjoyable. And the climbing: 3,383 feet of ascent!  A great ride Jim.  Thanks for all the work planning it.

BW

12th August 2010: Street Dinas & Pontcysyllte Aqueduct

We were meeting today at Bellis’ Garden Centre with rain first thing and a mixed day forecast.  Turning to the map, some of the lanes to the east of Chirk looked quite interesting and worthy of exploration.  Combined with the added bonus of being able to try The Greyhound Inn at Street Dinas I was hooked.  The others soon arrived Clive, Ivan, Mike, Jim and Dave H although sadly Jim wouldn’t be joining us for the ride today.  Ivan had to get back early so my proposed ride of lunch at Street Dinas then the lanes round Chirk before heading north to cross the Pontcysyllte Aqueduct was ideal.  With luck we should be back in time for afternoon tea.
Setting off just after 11.00am we headed south through the lanes down to Bangor on Dee, over the bridge and on through Overton.  With very little traffic on the roads conversation flowed and we made good time on the familiar roads: even the rain held off with just a few spots now and then.
South of Overton we were back on the lanes, a descent to Shell Brook and then the lovely winding lanes requiring extra concentration to keep on the planned route, finally skirting Dudleston to join the main road 100 yards north of the pub at 12.30pm.  Although not the most attractive of places on the outside, the Freehouse sign was most encouraging.  Inside The Greyhound Inn provided everything a cyclist could ask for.  Good ale (Stonehouse Cambrian Gold) and if you are reading this Ray, lime and soda at 50p a pint!  A great choice of food, from which I chose the OAP’s plaice, chips and peas at less than £4.00.  Having had a discussion of prostate cancer on the ride down we quickly dispensed with the cholesterol issue and moved on to reminisce about bread and dripping and Camp Coffee!  No youngsters out today, you will note.  The excellent service (another plus here) meant we were back on the road by 1.30pm.

 Now the interesting bit: lots of unsigned narrow lanes until we reached the top of the descent down to Afon Ceiriog.  Not having done this before I led the way down somewhat cautiously; a narrow, windy, gravel strewn lane (two single chevrons on the map) with the occasional pothole, which seemed to go on and on.  Half way down Ivan flew past before reappearing in a field gateway having failed to make a very sharp right-hand turn.  From here it was plain sailing up to Halton before joining the A5 for a couple of miles to the canal towpath and cycleway.  Crossing the aqueduct was easy today with very few walkers about and we were able to take our time and take in the views while Ivan recorded the ride for posterity.
Photographs by Ivan Davenport

At this point Dave had a puncture and with a band of onlookers used a somewhat unusual technique to remove and replace the whole tyre and inner tube simultaneously.  Say no more: it worked and with two thorns removed we were back on the road to Ruabon.  Onto the lanes again, north to Farmworld, Sontley, Kings Mill (where Ivan skidded on loose gravel) and finally Erlas lane and the road back to Holt.
We arrived back at 4.00pm in plenty of time for afternoon tea having done a very enjoyable round trip of 42 miles from Holt and with 60 miles clocked by the time I arrived home in Chester.  Another great day with Chester Easy Riders.

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5th August 2010: Barthomley

A good turnout today at Rose Farm in Utkinton – there is Mike, Jim, Ivan, Jane and Graham, Dave H, Bryan, and Omry.  Three routes are proposed; a 60+ miler to Mow Cop, and 52 miler near to Mop Cop and a 48 miler on the flat to the other side of Crewe – no prizes for guessing that the flat route was opted for.  The Mop Cop route will be attempted the next time we are at Rose Farm so you have been warned.  Ivan said it takes 6 minutes to get up the final 25% gradient, about the same time it would take to walk it.  Graham tells me it took him four visits to be successful!  Mike is not able to come today – he’s an appointment elsewhere – but he did tell us that he turned up an hour late for the start of the Bickerton challenge recently – hope you made your appointment on time Mike.  Just as we are leaving, Liz and Dave P turn up, so we promptly set off for Wettenhall via Cotebrook and the regular lanes on our way to Occlestone Green.  Turning south we skirt Warmington en route to Winterley.  Out past Oakhanger we take a very narrow lane down to level crossing and just get across before a train rattles by.  Omry makes two good suggestions The first is to go to a pub he knows in Barthomley (I had planned the White Lion in Weston, or the White Hart in Hough) so we go and have look-see. The second related to the potential source of a very annoying rattle on my Trek (see PS).  A couple of locals outside the White Lion say the beer and food are good so we de-bike into the al fresco dining room.  The locals were correct; the food was not only very good, but reasonably priced and very quick as well.  The route homeward saw us trying to avoid the main roads around Nantwich as far as possible and, with Bryan guiding us through; we were on the Ravensmoor Road in no time.  A shoot up Dig Lane got us to Swanley and a shimmy via Faddiley found us on the back lanes to Bunbury.  We are tempted by the new café in Bunbury called “Tilly’s”.  All agreed it was worth noting for future rides.  The usual route via Beeston Castle was taken to get Dave H, Dave P and Liz back to their cars at Rose Farm.  While Jim, Bryan, Ivan and I head for home with Dave and the tandem duo splitting off: meanwhile in some confusion, Jane and Graham and Omry go back via the Ice Cream farm.  We expect to meet them at Huxley but they are nowhere to be seen.  So we four head off via Waverton all bound for Chester.  The circular route from Utkinton was 48 miles and with the 25-mile extra from Chester environs made a 73 mile, rain-free, if somewhat cool, largely flat, pleasurable ride.

PS Omry, you were right - it was a broken shim in the cassette – fixed on the spot at TBF!
CA

29th July 2010: Holt

I set off from Chester without considering a route and cycled to the Gallery Tea shop at Hawarden.  On arrival I was surprised to be first as it was 10:45!!  Oh no I thought, wrong place again! Quick check on diary confirmed correct start so it was Ivan on his own.
No more ER's arrived so I bid farewell to the staff and decided to set off.  Again this was without map or any navigation so went with instincts.
Turn left through the village into Wood Lane - the only lane name I can remember and down to Buckley.  Carried on along a very narrow lane passing the Padeswood golf course to Pontblyddyn and the A5104.  A right hand turn put me on course for the A541.  I have now got accustomed to lane cycling and decided to get off and head into the rolling hills running alongside the road.  This was up to Coed Llai (Hope Mountain!!) which was a testing hill - the Mow Cop of the area as it has a couple of chevrons.

Photograph by Ivan Davenport

Photo shoot at the top and enjoyed a brief down hill but decided not to go all the way to the bottom but carried on below the top passing Waun Llyn Park.  This road ran all along the top and I came off at Cefn-y-bedd.  A great down hill to the lights, then took a right and left turn on route to Llay.  Now back on previous explored roads I was targeting myself to get home around 16:00 so carried on towards Gresford and another great down hill ride.  On arrival at Holt thought I would have early lunch as I was doing a BBQ on arrival home and went into a Black and White pub which sold real ale!!!  Never asked about lime and soda.  After replenishing myself it was out towards Farndon, then Crewe by Farndon and round to Bickerton and headed back towards Chester arriving home slightly early but enjoyed the ride.
Found out the following week I may have had company if waited a little longer at the coffee shop unfortunately Jim had a puncture that delayed his arrival.
All in all about 50+ miles and max speed of 47mph (Gresford bank).
ID

22nd July 2010: Lower Peover

With wet weather forecast for the day I wondered how many members would be meeting at the Windsurfing Centre for today’s ride.  My concerns seemed well founded when Kate called to say she wouldn’t be coming, and then Clive emailed to say he wouldn’t be there either.  The ride out in pouring rain even had me wondering whether it was worth the soaking!  By ten minutes to eleven only George (on his third ride with us) and myself had made an appearance, but Ivan soon made the numbers up to a respectable three.  So at just gone eleven the three of us set out in waterproofs up the sandstone ridge to Newton before descending to Kingsley and up to Acton Bridge by the back lanes.  The usual fast descent down to the Weaver Navigation was slowed by the head wind by at least we could hope for help later in the day on the way home.  At the turn off for Little Leigh we stopped to swop waterproofs for windproofs: yes the rain had stopped and it was drying up.  By Comberbach and Great Budworth the day was warming up and a further stop was needed to discard the windproofs.

The plan was to lunch at The Dog Inn at Peover Heath but by 12.45 it looked that bit too far so instead we opted for The Bells of Peover at Lower Peover where we arrived at 1.00pm.  Although hardly your normal cyclists pub we were made more than welcome with good beer, good food and friendly fast service: just a pity one had to take out a mortgage in order to pay the bill!

Photographs by Ivan Davenport

By 2.00pm we were ready to leave the pub and cross to the beautiful timber church dating from 1269 (one of the oldest timber churches in Europe) with its stone bell tower.  We decided on the direct route back making time for afternoon tea at Summertrees, so after exploring the lanes round Lower Peover we head off for Lach Dennis, Davenham and the Whitegate Way in glorious sunshine.  From here it was an easy route through Little Budworth and Cotebrook followed by the hard slog up to Summertrees where we arrived at 3.45pm to enjoy a well-earned tea and slice of lemon cake.
Ivan took the lead for the remaining section back to the Windsurfing Centre via Oscroft, Tarvin Sands and Little Barrow to complete a wonderful round trip of some 52 miles.  From here the group split up to make our own ways home with me heading for Mickle Trafford to join the Millennium Greenway back to Chester.  If today teaches us anything it’s not to be put off by even the worst forecast.  What appeared to be a terrible day in prospect had turned into a glorious cycling day.
Distance from Chester and back a good 64 miles.

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17th July 2010: Ribble and Hodder Valley

The day started with nine riders, two cars, a white van, seven solos and a tandem on the motorway in the rain heading for Whalley in the Ribble Valley.  After parking up and a visit to Whalley’s luxurious public toilets it was time for Dave to lead us out on NCR 90 over the River Calder.  We were soon on quiet lanes heading west to cross the Ribble at Ribchester Bridge before entering the lovely town of Ribchester.  Here Dave led us through the back streets to visit the Roman Baths and the Museum before arriving at the Tea Shop Café for our first stop and much needed refreshment.

It was well past 11.00 hours by the time we left and it would be a while before the weather started to dry up.  After passing the impressive arms houses at Hurst Green we approached Stoneyhurst College from the west before joining last years route to Chipping.

Photographs by Bryan Wade and Ivan Davenport

Dave offered the choice of a stop for a quick half or pressing on towards the fells.  Fearing that a quick half could easily turn into a leisurely pint the group decided to keep going.  For me the next section of the ride, up past Wild Boar Park and on to what must be the most isolated telephone box in the country, is hard to beat.  The sun came out and the views were superb and then there’s the prospect of the fast sweeping descent down to Burholme Bridge over the Hodder.  Pity about the Landrover that nearly took out Jane and Jim!

Undeterred we regrouped at the bridge before heading down stream following the Hodder through Whitewell until two sharp left turns took us onto the Roman road and a climb up to the impressive lodge of Browsholme Hall.  With lunch beckoning at the Lower Buck pub in Waddington we only had the narrow attractive lane and Talbot Bridge to navigate.  All seemed well as we passed the spot where Jonathan had a puncture last year.  At the B road we regrouped to find we were missing Mike G; so while Ivan went back the rest of us rode the final half-mile to lunch.

Just as last year the Lower Buck did us proud with a reserved room for the group (Dave Heath, Bryan, Graham & Jane T, Ivan, Liz & Dave P, Jim and Mike G), and a good choice of food and ale, including Hen Harrier.  Before long Ivan and Mike G appeared: Mike having punctured at a similar spot to Jonathan last year!  All too soon it was time to leave and start the final section of the ride with our last crossing of the Ribble followed by a climb up to Downham.  From here it was an easy run back to the cars at Whalley with 46 miles clocked.
Thanks go to Dave for making it all possible.  An excellent ride in true Chester Easy Riders style.
See route map and/or gpx file download.
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15th July 2010: Rhewl & Llantisylio

Liz and Martin, Brian Mac and Jim were tucking in when I arrived at the Tudor House Cafe – Jim was not riding as he was under orders for the afternoon.  At my request we agreed what looked like a pretty daunting trip over Worlds End cutting off into the Dee Valley by the Horseshoe Falls and over Llantisylio Mountain back through Lllandegla and Bwlchgwyn. My ulterior motive for this suggestion was to confirm my grasp of the middle section of the Bickerton Challenge Route.  Dave and Liz arrived and although this was not ideal tandem territory were happy with the proposed route so having bade farewell to a relieved Jim we set off of for the haul up to Minera.  We eventually emerged to enjoy the splendid views from the top and descended towards the ford at Worlds End in fine fettle. The dry weather had eliminated most of the treacherous green slime that usually makes the ford so hazardous and it was negotiated without mishap. Unfortunately a mile or two further down the hill Brian Mac was much less fortunate at a sharp bend when a patch of damp gravel in conjunction with braking hard for walkers on the road conspired to tip him head first into the stone parapet of a bridge. I was only a few yards behind him and could see that this was a full on collision. Although shocked and dazed Brian appeared to be in far better shape than I had feared.
My own attitude to helmets has now changed dramatically as it was absolutely clear that the front of his helmet had taken the full impact of the crash and saved him from very serious injury or worse. Combined with James Cracknell’s assertion that his life was only saved by his helmet I shall no longer venture out without a protected pate! Maybe time for the CTC to be more proactive in encouraging helmet use and I cannot see that this is incompatible with the understandable reluctance to see helmets made compulsory.
Dave and Liz P agreed to escort Brian to the hospital in Llangollen where Liz could also avail herself of transport back to Chester with Dave joining us at the agreed lunch stop in Rhewl some 3 miles away. Martin Liz and I pressed on and reached the Sun Inn with no further drama. The welcome was warm and the beer refreshing along with very decent portions of food at reasonable prices. A mobile phone no go area so we had almost given Dave P up when he arrived in urgent need of a pint of Facers Flintshire bitter and sustenance in the form of a chicken creation and mounds of chips. How a road running along a river valley can be quite so hilly is beyond me but the anticipated gentle 4 miles to the start of the ascent of Llantisylio Mountain was full of gratuitous hills that seemed to go up and down endlessly. Reaching the turn for Bryneglwys we soon found out what hills are all about and my aging limbs along with the large portion of fish and chips and couple of pints of Facers put me in pedestrian mode sooner than I would have liked particularly as it is a very long steep climb to the top of the mountain. Pain has its own reward and the views were again stunning and accompanied by the beauty of the heather adorned hillsides were almost sufficient compensation for the climb. Hat tips to Dave, Martin & Liz who displayed considerable climbing ability!  We now looped round via a side road to Llandegla where a road cum track running near to the visitor centre took us back up towards Bwlchgwyn.  Here Dave P lost leave of his senses and suggested a little diversion that took us down a charming little lane that had another stiffish climb back up onto the B road down to Cefn y Bedd and thence up to Caergwrle.  Only around 40 miles or so from Caergwrle but quite enough given the topography and drama encountered during the day!

MM

8th July 2010: Audlem

Having read the blog for last week’s ride, I arrived somewhat prepared at the Ice Cream Farm brandishing photocopies of pages of the OS maps and a proposed route.  A flattish ride to Audlem was proposed and quickly accepted – sheep mode again!  The eight of us (Mike, Ray S, Graham and Jane, Liz, George, Jim and I) set off with Mike leading the way.  Mike was designated leader because he had a map holder on his bike, which was more convenient for me rather than trying holding an A4 map whilst riding along.  Confident of his map reading skills, we set off bound for Duckington via Bolesworth Hill Road.  Mike insisted we carry straight on at the Bolesworth Road turn (instead of right) thus allowing us all to “enjoy” the delights of the climb up to Harthill – so much for a non-hilly ride!  This pattern of ignoring turns featured a few times throughout the ride but it will be churlish to mention any further.
An easy ride to No Man’s Heath followed, and, crossing the A41, we went on the old road past the Wheatsheaf pub, which looked like it had been spruced up – remember those bangers and mash lunches in the earlier part of the year?  Crossing the A41, we set off for Wrenbury where we were held up by the traffic lights at the canal bridge.  There were a few suggestions about stopping at the Dusty Miller (dismissed as  “too early for lunch”) but we pedalled straight on bound for Dodcott cum Wilkesley and Cox Bank.  Here the road goes over the canal and a vista of several locks stretches northwards to Audlem. After several left turns, we pulled up in Audlem at the “The Lord Combermere” which according to the website “overlooks Audlem Square opposite the Church.  The pub and restaurant re-opened on 25th January 2006 after a £400,000 plus refurbishment.”  After somewhat of an ordering mêlée at the bar, we sat outside in the sunshine happy that 26 miles were under our belt.  The food was judged to be good to very good.  We had a quick look at the new bike shop opposite the pub that sported Scott bikes in the window- no discount given according to the new proud owner of the Scott bike who happened to be admiring his new purchase from the pavement.
The ride back to Tattenhall was classic CER i.e. all along quiet lanes through Sound, Ravensmoor, Swanley and Bunbury mostly in sunshine with the odd drop of rain.  Riding around Beeston Castle, Ray has the smell of a late afternoon cup of tea in his nostrils and he powered on towards the Ice Cream factory.  As it was just before 1630, we were in luck for once.  Mike scooted off back to Delamere “án kortinu” and presumably arrived safely.  Liz, Jim and George packed their bikes back onto their cars, whilst the rest of us wended our separate ways home.  A respectable 46 mile round trip that, with the 27 mile Chester loop, made for a very enjoyable 73 mile day’s riding.

CA

1st July 2010: Southport

The ride to Ness Garden centre was in drizzle and I was thinking it was going to be a wet day: not had one for few months.  How we long for the sun when it suits!!  I was last to arrive, being met there by the welcome faces of Liz and Martin and new rider 2nd time out George (Walker).
After the initial tea and cake (£1.00 so two slices) there was the question “where to?”  Quick decision made jointly to try to get to Southport. This would be difficult; as between the four of us we did not have a map or the benefit of an Active 10 Satmap.  We set off turning left out of the gates passing through Ness to Brimstage; we did not stop for coffee at the craft centre, as it was a quick sprint to this point.  We then picked up cycle route 56 to Bebbington where we lost the signs so continued on-towards Birkenhead and Hamilton Square rail station.  Tickets purchased, we crossed the water in quick time and was soon on the road to Southport.  This is where the ride got hot - the weather man said rain but it was really very warm and the sun beating down on the four intrepid riders going along a very busy dual carriageway A565.
With not a pub in sight - on arrival across the waters it was discussed whether to go to the Brewery near St James station but horror memory of last visit dissuaded us, so the only food joint was a truck drivers stop where we had beans on toast or cheese on toast - tea was very welcome.  After taking on fuel it was off again on the A565 to Crosby where we took a left onto the B5193 and a welcome break from traffic.  On rejoining the A565 it was to a welcome cycle lane to Formby where we had a quick trip along the footballers des res and going through the Formby Hills to Ainsdale where we joined the Trans Pennine route into Southport.

Photograph by Ivan Davenport

What a very nice place and a splendid trip arriving there at 15:45.
George had travelled by car to Ness Gardens and not wanting a repeat lock-in he decided to catch the train from Southport back to Neston to be sure of getting his car out of the car park.  After a rest in the Albert Inn and a couple of ales we all decided to travel back to Liverpool in comfort then cycle back home.  The journey was too comfy so we stayed on to Hooton where we alighted and again got on the saddle!!!  Simples!!!  I said farewell to Liz and Martin just before Ledsham to go our separate ways.
A good day out but would have been wiser to have a map.  Distance covered - not far by Easy Riders standers but a commendable 65 from door to door.  It is only 30 each way from Ness so next time Brian be prepared.
ID

24th June 2010: Whitchurch

Where shall we head for today?  “I haven’t prepared a ride”, says Bryan as we sat outside of Bellis café in the near sunshine (post a small recent rain shower).  Everybody else i.e. Graham and Jane, Dave and Liz P, Ivan and newcomer Kate (welcome!) are in sheep mode, so I suggest a gentle ride to Whitchurch, cognizant that last week’s special ride was a 113 miler.  Bryan asks me to keep the pace down so as to ensure a sparkling pace does not intimidate Kate.  I don’t think we needed to – was it for you Bryan?  Off we go via the back lanes on the Welsh side of the Dee in the direction of Bangor.  Ivan and I cannot resist the Bangor straight and we hit 30mph before slowing down for the cobbled stone bridge into Bangor.  Up and out up the hill to Worthenbury darting down Mulsford lane towards Tallarn Green.  Nothing special to report except quiet lanes and improving weather.  Down “The Lane”, I decide against Lower Wych and head for Higher Wych but take the wrong turn out towards Agden rather than a right to Iscoyd Park.  Never mind, there is a rough track to cut back to the correct road but we all take a look and decide we can live with the diversion into Whitchurch via Grindley Brook.  Bryan leads us to a pub he knows in Whitchurch – the White Bear– we lock up the bikes in the courtyard and start ordering drinks only to find out that there is no food until tomorrow. Apparently the new landlord has just taken over the pub.  What to do but to sit in the sun nursing our pints whilst Liz and I research the High Street.  Ivan has suggested the Old Town Vaults and we are in luck.  So having paid the “parking fee” at the White Bear, we leave the bikes there and walk the 50 yards across the road. There are seven draft beers on offer, a £6.95 senior citizens two-course menu, and a very decent youngsters menu as well.  We sit in the “garden” at the back, out of the sun and the food comes up promptly.  Glasses are refilled as we start to talk about a way back.  A smile from the landlady would have topped off a very pleasant lunch stop.  A route via Marbury, No Man’s Heath, and Tilston is plotted as we set off in the sunshine through some delightful English countryside.  At the Wetreins Lane turn, Ivan and I decide to go back via Carden, Tattenhall and Waveton to Chester, while the rest set off downhill back to Bellis’s. Kate is still smiling and will have notched up 38+ miles round trip on her new Trek 1.2.  With the 26 miles round trip from Bellis to Chester, a respectable 64 enjoyable miles of English and Welsh countryside have passed us by.

CA

17th June 2010: Shrewsbury 110

With the longest day almost on us what could be more appropriate than a 100 plus mile ride to make maximum use of the daylight.  Today’s special ride would do just that: meet at Chester Station at 08.00 hours for an 08.30 depart and as it turned out return at 21.00 hours with the sun sinking after an absolutely perfect cycling day.

Photographs by Bryan Wade and Mike Morley

I left home with the route in the SatMap and four OS maps in the rack pack for backup.  At the Station I was joined by Graham and Jane Turner until, with five minutes to go, Ray H and Dave P arrived.  At 08.30 exactly we left the Station heading east before turning off the main road to pass the Law College, through Christleton to Waverton canal bridge where Dave Hill and Dave Heath were waiting to join us.  “Where’s Mike?” I asked.  “With you” came the reply, and sure enough he had somehow joined the back of the group without me realising.  With all eight of us together there was just enough time for a photograph before starting the first leg to Market Drayton.

On home territory there was no need to check the SatMap, other to ensure it was recording properly, and with the wind behind us we made good progress through Tattenhall, over Harthill to Bickerton where a major cycling event appeared to be starting with a police motorcycle escort.  All to soon we had to leave the other cyclists, with their police escort, to shouts of “You’re going the wrong way” from bystanders.
Our plan was to do a steady 14 mph, 30 minutes elevenses at Market Drayton, 60 minutes for lunch and 30minutes at Ellesmere for afternoon tea.  Even with what seemed to be an interminable wait at the level crossing in Wrenbury we were well on target as we progressed south to Market Drayton arriving at 11.00 with some 30 plus miles on the clock.  Ray had arranged for elevenses to be taken at the Pheasant Grill so we were somewhat surprised to find a notice in the window “Closed due to family funeral”.  No matter: the alternative Buttercross Tea Room round the corner proved more than capable with delightful service and help at hand as locals popped into the kitchen to help.  “Is this a community café?” asked Dave Heath.  Fair enough, but with eight cyclists to serve, service lacked a certain urgency and it was 12 noon before we left!
Out of the Buttercross we take a right and just as we turn into a very narrow lane there’s a shout from the back that we’re missing Dave P and Dave Heath.  With no sign of them after a few minutes a phone call revealed they had turned left at the Buttercross!
Once reunited we are again on the back lanes passing through Hodnet and Stanton upon Heath before making a brief ‘cultural’ stop for photos at Moreton Corbet Castle.  By this time I had already decided that out of the three potential lunch stops the nearest at Cross Houses was the only possible one.  South through Upton Magna, over the River Severn at Atcham and on to Cross Houses where we arrive at The Bell at a little after 2.00pm with 60 miles clocked.  Here we take a relaxed lunch with a choice of excellent food (although the liver and bacon casserole did seem to be missing the bacon) and Bombardier.
It was 4.00pm when we left, so no chance of making Ellesmere for afternoon tea but we enjoyed the ride through the lanes south of Shrewsbury before turning north for Ford, where we hit rush-hour traffic, and Montford Bridge to cross the Severn.   By this time Dave Hill was feeling peckish so in search of a shop we went through the centre of Baschurch rather than the scenic route by the church but without any success.  The route from there to Ellesmere took us on delightful lanes through Lower Hordley and into Ellesmere by the marina.  It was now just after 6.00pm and with 90 miles done we were ready for a break.  The Black Lion did us proud with apple crumble, jam rolly-poly, coffee and lime and soda.
“Which way back Bryan?” “Penley, Threapwood and Farndon” I replied.  “Not up those hills!” was the almost universal response in a tone of almost abject disbelief.  Now I never thought I would hear Dave Hill complain about the hills but there is a first for everything and sensing revolt I quickly asked for alternatives.   A variety of routes taking in Overton, Bangor on Dee, Wrexham Industrial Estate and Holly Bush were all mentioned before a compromise route of Penley, Holly Bush, Worthenbury and Farndon was agreed.   Fully refreshed we left the Black Lion at 7.00pm to start the final leg back to Chester.  By Farndon the group had started to fragment with Ray, Mike and Dave Heath some way ahead while Dave Hill, Jane and Graham turned off for Pulford leaving Dave Pipe and I to take the B road through Aldford back to Chester where we arrived just before 9.00pm having clocked 113 miles for the day.

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10th June 2010: Denbigh & Vale of Clwyd

Just like Caergwrle, a start from Hawarden usually means a lot of hills in prospect and today’s ride was not a disappointment.  Although Jim and Bryan were at the Gallery Café, it was Dave & Liz P, Mike and Dave H and myself who set off for Denbigh. Bryan had a genuine reason not to ride, but Jim’s sounded a little suspect!  Out via Buckley, New Brighton and Sychdyn, we skirted north of Mold heading for Gwernaffield.  This road from Mold to Gwernaffield is a bit like the Minera Steps, but eventually the top was crested near to Mold golf club.  The single chevroned twisting road down to the small bridge was quickly followed by a double chevroned ascent.  Dave H on his Marin, fully employed the ultra low gearing specified on his new bike, as we all puffed our way up and out, soon turning right northwards thus bypassing Cilcain itself.  All the Moels (Famau, Llys-y-coed, Arthur) were resplendent against the greyish and windy skyline.  The narrow lane rapidly opened up into a highway used by trucks from the nearby quarry.  On reaching the A541, we were accosted by a Volvo driver asking if we knew anyone who wanted a tandem; Mike offered to facilitate a potential sale via the CTC website.  Quickly turning left off the main road, we headed ever upwards to the Moel Arthur pass at 1130ft.  It was a charming gradual climb through a wooded valley crowned by a magnificent view of the Vale of Clwyd.  We pushed on downhill for once across the Clwyd river valley and into Denbigh, passing on the outskirts a very charming light stone church.  The town centre was reached by yet another steady climb.  We scouted out a few pubs but none appeared to serve food, but a local advised us to go to the Forum tea shop/restaurant (opposite Boots) and an excellent recommendation it was.  Good food at reasonable prices served promptly; and you could buy a pint as well!  All agreed it was a lunch stop for the list.  Leaving on the back lane towards Trefnant, the sun highlighted the edge of the escarpment across the valley that we knew we had to climb a few miles later on.  On reaching Tremeirchion, the tandem duo wisely decided to find a flatter way back and headed off towards Rhuallt.  We three monocyclists struggled uphill for what seemed miles (1.3 actually but 500ft of ascent) until a right turn found us riding essentially on the level through some beautiful countryside.  Turning towards Babell, we made the slow ascent to Pentre Halkyn against a strengthening wind.  Pausing at the top for views over to Liverpool, we made the usual fast return via Northop and Ewloe back to Hawarden.  The lanes from the top down to Northop are fast but a very close brush with a van reinforced how dangerous they can be!  The Hawarden round trip was 48.5 miles with 3600ft of ascents, adding in the 16 miles out and back, another very enjoyable ride into the quiet Clwydian countryside.

CA

3rd June 2010: Bucklow Hill & Tatton Park

It was a good turnout at the windsurfing centre with 7 solos and one tandem.  The centre was fraught with activity with a long line of huge cars disgorging single children for a watersports event.
Sat in the sun: it was almost difficult to get on the bikes and I agreed to try and deliver a route to Brian's chosen destination of Tatton Park.
The outward leg, almost immediately precipitating a peel off from Ray H, took us to Hatchmere, Norley and Acton Bridge and I admit, I didn't really know where I was at some points.  We followed the CCW signs, then to Great Budworth.  My first new route took us through the manicured parkland of Arley Hall where of course we all walked the short stretch of tarmac that was a path rather than bridleway.
Failing to find a pub at the right time, we eventually found the Swan at Bucklow Hill where good value 2 course meals at two for £12 were demolished.  The lime and soda ranged between 51p and free!  That's a new one on me.
The afternoon started with a splendid ride through the summery Tatton Park to Knutsford, then into the series of lanes to Lach Dennis and Moulton where the group unintentionally split with the back markers seeking out the track under the railway to cross the Weaver.  Those off the front reappeared just after Whitegate.
The dawdlers opted for an ice cream at the Cotebrook Shire Horse Centre just minutes before they shut up for the day, with departures to parked cars or riding home from there.  Jim and I were impressed however to find a previously unnoticed lake by Lime Tree Farm on our way back to Utkinton.
A successful day in grand summer warmth was pleasing all round and thanks go to all those who followed my erratic leadership.

DHill

27th May 2010: Ruthin & Graham’s bench

This must rate as one of the best CER rides ever, but was enjoyed by just four members: Bryan, Clive, Ray S and Dave P.  Yes, it was one of Bryan’s hilly rides from Caergwrle, but no we didn’t start by going over the summit of Hope Mountain, although it might have been easier if we had done so!  The ride itself was a modest 56 miles at an average speed of just 10 mph but included some 2,000 metres of ascent.  Highlights: a significant section along lanes none of us had done before, hail as we descended down into the Vale of Clwyd (in what was otherwise perfect cycling weather), the lunch stop pub (White Horse at Llanfair Dyffryn Clwyd) closed on Thursdays, Clive and Ray’s favourite recipes discussed over lunch at the Anchor Hotel in Ruthin (the nearest open hostelry), the tranquil setting of Graham’s bench where we reminisced about past rides, the climb up Bwlch Penbarras, the view over the Vale of Clwyd from the top and the 40 mph dash down the other side to Loggerheads, bara brith and coffee at Caffi Florence, more hills on the journey back through Cilcain, Soughton before the descent to Broughton.

Photographs by Bryan Wade

The day had started with a look at the map when I noticed a road down to Llanfair Dyffryn in the Vale of Clwyd from Llanarmon-yn-Ial.  “Was it doable?” I asked myself: the middle section was a white road but it was worth a go I thought.  The alternative would be to go up “the steps” across to Llandegla and then down from there.  I’ll put it to the group over elevenses at Caergwrle and see what they say.  At Caergwrle he weather was good but there still only three of us having tea by ten to eleven.  Brian texted to say he had a cold and wouldn’t be joining us and then Dave P arrived.  None of us had done the Llanarmon route but it looked a lot more interesting than the alternative so we all agreed to give it a try.
Bryan led off over the shoulder of Hope Mountain to Pontybodkin crossing the main road and up the climb (two chevrons) to Treuddyn.  By this time we had settle into the pattern for the day: as each hill came I changed down to the lowest cog while the others surged past and we regrouped at the top.  We continued on the narrow lanes down to Cae Gwyyd and up the other side (two chevrons) before emerging at Eryrys for a quick check of the map.  It was southwest from here but with another climb (two chevrons) before dropping down to the River Alyn and into Llanarmon-yn-Ial.  The new lane lay straight ahead and we climbed gradually up to the pass with a photo stop at the top looking over the Vale of Clwyd with dark clouds gathering overhead.  Then within 50 yards we were descending on the white road (a rough track), great for mountain bikers but testing the bike handling skills of us roadies to the limit.  Safely down the steep rough section we were soon back on a surfaced lane for a fast descent through biting hail to the valley bottom – great!  A short ride to lunch at the White Horse in Llanfair Dyffryn Clwyd was followed by bitter disappointment when we discovered the pub was closed on Thursday lunchtimes.  No problem; with Ruthin just up the road we set off at top speed and made for the first hostelry we could find.  The Anchor Hotel did us proud with a wide range of meals for £5 a head and Young's ale on tap.

Photographs by Dave Pipe

It was already late when we set off into the town centre so that Clive could refill his wallet while the rest of us admired the townscape.  Then we were back riding northeast on the lanes to reach Llanbedr Hall for another track up to the Woodland Trust site of Graham’s bench, a little quite contemplation and some photos.  Leaving the tranquillity of the woodland behind we were soon struggling uphill on the lower slopes of Bwlch Penbarras where there were too many cars coming down for comfort.  Two of us chose to walk the hairpin (only one chevron) before remounting round the bend to continue on to the summit at a steady pace.  More photos at the top before Caffi Florence at Loggerheads beckoned and we started the fast descent.  After coffee Dave decided to make his own way back “staying in the hills” he called it while we went up the nearest hill (one chevron) towards Cilcain.   I had planned to cross the river at Maes-y-groes but my shouts from the back of “take the track on the right” went unheeded and it was Cilcain before we gained the other side with a climb up from the valley floor (one chevron), and the first sign of complaint from the troops.  In truth it was all over: Gwernaffield-y-Waun, an easy climb up to Soughton, Buckley, Bilberry Wood and a nice descent down the Warren to the Cheshire plain at Broughton.  It was getting on for 18.30pm when we arrived back in Chester after a superb day: it just doesn’t get better than that.
Nine chevrons of ascent (if you’ve been counting) but no doubles today.

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20th May 2010: Audlem

Arriving early at the Ice Cream Farm I was surprised to see three riders already inside: Jim and two others I hadn’t seen before.  New members I thought but it wasn’t to be, at least not for today, as Keith and Mike had just come out for a chat.  By the time I had blagged some sellotape for emergency bike repairs and ordered the regulation tea and teacake the rest of the group had appeared: Ray, Ivan, Brian, Dave and Liz on the tandem and Mike Gilbert whom we hadn’t seen for a while.  Then Kate appeared for a chat and to give us the once over.  We look forward to seeing you again Kate.
Discussion turned to today’s destination and the edge of the known world as defined by OS Landranger sheet 117.  Today the big earthers prevailed and Audlem (Sheet 118) was agreed, with a route via Harthill and Wrenbury.
Bryan led off steadily over Harthill, passing Cholmondeley Castle and on to Wrenbury where we waited while a canal narrow boat negotiated the drawbridge.  Once over, we had the road to ourselves and Ray shouted, “which way are you intending?”  “Right at the junction, past the station then onto Aston” and with that, if I’m not mistaken, the pace miraculously picked up.  With time in hand we looped south through Wilkesley and Kinsey Heath to enter Audlem from the south.  The Shroppie Fly or Coffee Lounge Café for lunch?  Ivan was insistent on a pub, so The Shroppie Fly it was with a table(s) by the canal to enjoy the fantastic weather.  Timothy Taylor Landlord and Wells Bombardier along with other cask ales, together with good food and service made for an excellent relaxing lunch stop. There was even a history lesson thrown in for free.  Now who can remember the importance of “Fly” boats?
An afternoon tea stop sounded good so with that in mind we set off to Brown Bank before turning north towards Nantwich.  I was thinking of the Venetian Marina café but Ray suggested the Metropolitan Knitting Centre café which none of us, other than Ray, had tried before.  Ever willing to try something new we made for the Knitting Centre, via the Secret Bunker at Hack Green, Ravensmoor and Nantwich, where we enjoyed the hospitality and seemingly unlimited quantities of tea at 50p a head.  After an all too brief stop we remounted and pushed on past the Boot and Slipper to Alpraham, Bunbury and Beeston to reach the Ice Cream Farm with time to spare.  There was nothing left to do but to sample the ice cream and relax!  A day to remember and a great ride.
Distance from Chester and back a good 74 miles.

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13th May 2010: Little Neston

This should have been advertised as the "Easy Lunches - Not", but more on that later.  Ten of us set off from the Roodee, including George for the first time, plus Liz D, Dave & Liz, Clive, Ray, Ray(zor), Mike, Ivan and all led away by Brian Mac.  The ride was advertised as an easy one, finishing by 4pm, as some of us were off later to see Mark Beaumont, the lad who raced round the world, give a talk at Rhyl.
The route along the canalised Dee to Sealand was taken at a gentle pace, to break George in.  I hope we didn't give him a false sense of security, as the wind was behind us.  Turning inland towards The Eureka area, we were on a newish path alongside the widened A550, which a number had not seen before.  Capenhurst quickly arrived, only for Ray(zor) and Ivan to drop off the back.  North through Ledsham and back down to the Dee Estuary, passing through the quaint village of Burton.  (It’s hard to believe now, but on the 1801 Census, it was the 2nd biggest settlement on The Wirral.)  Along the dry marsh track, we arrived on schedule at The Harp, located alongside the old mining port of Little Neston.
Even though I had been in the night before to confirm numbers for lunch, the sole girl serving was completely unprepared for us "walkers".  When the Timothy Taylors finally arrived, all was forgiven.  Unforced extended lunches seem to becoming a habit, so leaving one and a half hours later left us no time for the promised Time Trial at Denhall.  This will be run at Ness Gardens when the weather is kinder.
A faster return took us via Willaston Mill, Hooton and Ledsham down to Sealand.  Here those going to the lecture later on, took the quick way along the Millennium Way back to the start, while four others went off to Connahs Quay, with George still smiling.  An enjoyable, if shorter, ride of 36 miles.
BMac

6th May 2010: Ellesmere

Leaving home to ride to Holt this morning I checked the SatMap for the today’s proposed route only to find that the unit was completely dead.  Having sorted out a 46 mile route on the SatMap yesterday evening this was not a good omen but at least I would have time to check it out over tea at Bellis.  I arrive just as the rain was starting in earnest to find Mike and Clive relaxing over tea and teacakes.  By the time mine is ordered Jim and then Liz and Dave P appear.  I circulate a map of my proposed route while checking the SatMap battery to find a broken wire (vibration on last weeks tracks?) is the cause of the problem.  A fresh battery is fitted and with the route agreed it’s time to depart.
From Bellis we head south through the lanes to Bangor on Dee, across the bridge, past the racecourse and up Brynhovah Bank where, having warmed up on the climb, we stop to remove a layer.  Now we’re on the back lanes we enjoy the countryside as we make good progress through Dudleston Heath on lanes, I’ve never ridden before, to Perthy and Welsh Frankton until we are faced with the steepest climb on the ride, a veritable wall of a humpback bridge!  Safely over we turn into Hordley to join the Vets’ 100 route north towards Ellesmere.  Not far to lunch now but the sky’s darkening and what starts as light drizzle quickly turns to a downpour requiring a stop to cape up.  It’s then 15 minutes in the rain before we arrive in Ellesmere and make for the Black Lion for lunch.
Although the pub isn’t particularly busy we can’t get two tables together until one of the patrons kindly gives up her table so that we can sit together: then it’s decision time, large or small portion?  The meals are soon served but the small portions are almost as big as the large: only cheaper!  By the time we’re ready to leave the rain has stopped and we head to Hanmer through the puddles on the wet lanes.  We are still making good time as we pass through Drury Lane and Lower Wych on our way to Malpas so it’s just after 3.30pm when we stop at the Old Fire Station tearooms in the centre of Malpas.  Dave P promptly disappears to call in at the local bakery while the rest of us place our orders in the café.  Now the Old Fire Station is famed for its cakes in CTC circles so its more or less compulsory to try either the walnut or coffee cake.  I force myself to sample the walnut cake.  What can you say; absolutely perfect.  Conversation turns to computer problems (or to be more precise PC problems) as Clive first explains the myriad of software he uses to scan his computer for viruses, before we move on to discuss backup software and external drives.
It’s again time to leave so we tear ourselves away from the tearooms and head to Tilston where Jim, Liz and Dave P continue north to Crewe-by-Farndon and back to Bellis in Holt.  Clive, Mike and I take the longer route through Tattenhall and Greenlooms where Mike turns off leaving Clive and I to make for Chester via Christleton.
A great ride almost entirely on lanes (no tracks today) and very little traffic. 46 mile circular from Holt with the distance from Chester and back exactly 70 miles.

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29th April 2010: Goostrey

At Rose Farm Brian Mac was just arriving and Bryan, Ray S and Ivan were assembled when I arrived shortly followed by Dave Heath, glowing healthily from the exertion of his trip up to Utkinton. Clive and his wife popped in for a coffee prior to a walk as Clive’s eye operation the previous Friday ruled out a ride for this week. Liz and Dave P then rolled up on the tandem so there were eight of us actually riding.

Photographs by Mike Morley

Mike had a route suggestion that would take advantage of Ray’s absence to explore some tracks the other side of Goostrey but as usual his plan of the route was somewhat nebulous and would need the assistance of Bryan to reach Bradford Mill to cross the Weaver. We set off in reasonable weather and Bryan introduced the first track by whizzing off up the Whitegate Way to reach the Salt Union depot. Mike now took over and the bridge and tunnels were negotiated and up the track, opting unwisely for a left at the top that meant negotiating numerous speed bumps on the path – I could hear Ray Hardman groaning even though he was not with us! Through Davenham and a new lane for Bryan that Google had assured Mike was a through road for vehicles. This may well be the case but only for the owner of Whatcroft Hall whom has the route firmly barricaded by an impressive electronically controlled entrance gate! A swift route revision meant a little more time spent on the A530 but we were soon back on the lanes and in the pleasant Cheshire countryside again where Bryan was almost overwhelmed by the preponderance of dandelions on the verges. The muted atmosphere at the chosen lunch stop did not overwhelm Mike – on Saturday the Red Lion in Goostrey had been buzzing and the service spot on – today it more resembled a morgue and the food took almost an hour to reach our table. It was however well worth waiting for and apart from the Black Sheep bitter the other real ales were adequate compensation.

The delayed departure and threatening sky meant that it was decision time whether to ride directly back home without completing the attractive loop to Swettenham and Brereton but common sense seemed to desert us, and the loop it was! Out of Goostrey to Twemlow Green and via Kermincham to descend to the first crossing of the Dane via the ford or clapper bridge for the faint hearted like me then up to Swettenham to pass the church and Swettenham Arms and take the track back over the Dane via a bridge in a very attractive valley near Davenport Hall.  Taking the lane alongside Brereton Country Park we were soon back on a bumpy track and impeded by one of the Cheshire Set unloading her pony trailer – charming girl though – and after passing St Oswald’s Church and Brereton Old Hall we soon emerged victorious at the Gatehouse to rejoin the A50 for a short while before diverting to take up our last track of the day  (“Thank God for that” said Ivan the Tolerable) back over a lovely little cobbled stone bridge and past the Hermitage back into Goostrey. Our route then resumed normality via Lower Peover, and Plumley to cross the A556 – here it finally dawned on me that I was getting wetter than I thought but the waterproof at least provided some warmth as the temperature, like the rain was still falling! Passing through Great Budworth and Comberbach we reached Little Leigh where Dave Heath pealed off for home while the rest of us crossed the A49 and along the Weaver Navigation to cut across to Kingsley and on to Delamere. Here Ray S, Liz and Dave P opted for the Forest route home while the rest of us took Brian Mac back to Utkinton only to find that his vehicle been impounded for the night! This was a late trip for us but despite the weather we had taken in some unusual tracks and most seemed to have enjoyed the experience. While Brian Mac joined Bryan for the ride back to Chester I headed home. Oh how welcome was my hot bath (bugger Global Warming – I was freezing!) Distance for me just short of 70 miles so the Chester boys must have clocked up over 80!

MM

22nd April 2010: Ysceifiog & Caerwys

A bright clear sunny was in prospect for the meet at the Gallery Tea Shop in Hawarden.  A posse of bikes greeted me when I arrived and inside there was Bryan, Brian, Mike, Ivan, Dave and Liz P, Dave Hill and an inappropriately dressed Liz.  Liz explained that she had four days of undisclosed physical exercise and therefore was only a social member today!  Bryan explained that I had suggested a route and he was happy to defer his Denbigh ride until another time.  Everybody else was in sheep mode.  Given the location and excellent weather, the only route was up and onto the hills and mountains behind Hawarden.  The scenic route to Northop was employed (courtesy of Ray H for showing me this way on the Gronant ride).  Dave Hill peeled off at this Northop Hall leaving seven of us to continue the ride.
Out of Northop via Green Lane we were busy warming up the thighs as we climbed up to Rhosesmor.  There were a few dropped chains on this climb but nothing fatal.  Onward and upward along Wern Road took us through Rhes-y-cae and to the outskirts of Lixwm.  Lixwm was bypassed using a very narrow lane with just enough tarmac to be called a road.  Crossing the B5121 took us down to the potential lunch stop of the Fox Inn at Ysceifiog.  Dave H had suggested the Fox, as an early stop if the planned lunch stop at the Blue Bell Inn in Halkyn was a hill too far.  Well it was shut; so we elected to take the double chevroned back road out to Caerwys.  All made the hill successfully although Bryan doubted it was a proper double chevron more like a 1.5 version.  Into Caerwys to find the Piccadilly pub, only to find that this was also closed.  The second back up from Dave Hill of the local golf club proved successful and we had a sandwich lunch at a very quiet 9-hole golf club.
Off again up hill, we made the welcome turn eastwards to get the wind with us for the long largely straight up hill run back to Halkyn and a potential stop at the Blue Bell Inn.  The views from Windmill hamlet on Halkyn Mountain were stunning in all directions with no hint of volcanic ash to spoil the panorama.  Pulling up at the Blue Bell we found that was also closed.  Three pubs all closed: has Wales gone teetotal?  A fast descent back via Northop to the Gallery Tea Shop ensued and all of us, except the tandem (who had a puncture somewhere in Buckley but urged us onwards) tucked into welcome afternoon comestibles.  A very fast Ivan-led run downhill back towards Chester finished off a very enjoyable and satisfying day – not a lot of miles on the circular route from Gallery Café  (about 35 miles) but some 3000 ft of ascent and descent with a maximum altitude of just under a 1000ft. Distance from Chester and back just over 50 miles.

CA

15th April 2010: Ravensmoor

A sunny, 12 deg C, day is in prospect with a 12mph NE wind.  Out at 10am on the dry bike and on the way I meet Ivan loading his pantechnicon of a motorhome for a trip to Bristol; he threatens to lead us on a future ride over Mow Cop that he has recently completed.
At Manley Mere, Mike M is soaking up the sun with a pile of maps in front of him.  Brian Mac and Phil are just settling in after arranging easy payments for tea and flapjack.  Then Peter W turns up in admin mode: " I'm not joining you I just want to talk to Mike about Bikeability."  At which Brian chips in: " I have to be back by 1pm so Phil and I will do our own thing."  Mike and I sniff our armpits - no, it's not that.  Finally Dave and Liz turn up on the tandem, late, obviously: "We're only doing 40 miles round trip today so we won't be with you all the way."  Mike and I share a 'what have we done?' glance and Mike's geographical motivation leaves him: "Where are you taking us, Ray?"  Oh dear, I was hoping to hang on the back today.  "We'll go SE to cross the wind.  Ashton, Beeston, Cholmondely, Wrenbury and Ravensmoor to sample the trough at The Farmer's Arms."
The tandem isn't on top form so we slow the pace while Dave and I negotiate a suitable 20-mile mark eaterie.  He likes my suggestion of the Nag's Head at Bunbury; it has just been refurbished and re-opened with a food menu - 3 courses at £7.  We leave them at Beeston and the hammer descends.  Now, answers to this on a postcard: how does a beer swilling, business lunching, socialite like Mike maintain this level of fitness?  You can't shake him off.  All right, he doesn't get on the front but you wouldn't expect that of a financial adviser.  We make fast progress to Wrenbury and then take a nice little diversion via Sound to reach Ravensmoor from the south.
The Farmer's Arms is a pleasant place and we both order 'brewed in the keg, connoisseur's lime and soda' - it must be at £1:40 a pint - and a light lunch. After sharing one another's life stories, medical histories and National Insurance numbers we make a move into the warm sunshine for the return.  Swanley and Faddiley are dispatched but Brindley delivers Mike a flat.  He's picked up a slow from a thorn and the low pressure allowed a snakebite over the pots we've been over.  We carry on through Bunbury and Beeston and even on a soft rear (poor pump) he's hanging on, uphill doing 20mph.  We stop at the Ice Cream Farm so that I can learn the secrets of reaching super fitness via debauchery.  From there it's route 1 home for a round trip of 61 miles.
RH

8th April 2010: Panorama Route & Worlds End

Over lunch last week Ivan had suggested, not for the first time, that as we were meeting at Caergwrle this week we should do the Panorama Route and Worlds End.  I agreed provided that the weather was good: only a masochist would do this ride in poor visibility or icy conditions.  Well today’s the day, and the weather’s almost perfect: clear skies, sun and not much wind.
Four riders were already at the Café when I arrived with Jim and Dave Heath, but no sign of Ivan.  “What do think of the proposed Shrewsbury route?” I ask, having put a link to it on the blog at the weekend.  “Has anyone had problems displaying it?”  “Yes, it’s very slow to display” is the almost universal answer from those who have tried.  Graham P suggests it works OK if you display it in a new tab but not if you just click on the link.  Further discussion establishes that all are using Microsoft Internet Explorer as their browser!  So if you are using Internet Explorer and have problems try Graham’s trick or switch to Firefox, Chrome or Safari (all available as free downloads).  Computing problems aside Dave Hill, Dave Heath and Graham & Vicky Payne all promptly sign up for the ride.  I can see that this is going to be oversubscribed if I’m not careful!
Still no sign of Ivan but I broach the subject of today’s route and admit that I had promised Ivan we would do Worlds End if the weather was good.  Dave Hill thought this an excellent idea before admitting that he wouldn’t be joining us today!  The others were more cautious but on the promise that we would miss out the Sun Inn at Trevor and instead take lunch at Prospect Garden Tea Room we agreed on the Panorama Route and Worlds End.
Bryan leads off up “the steps” to Minera and across to Penycae with Dave H complaining that we should be contouring around not going up and down: if only, I think.  From Penycae we are on lanes we haven’t done for a while until Prospect Place comes into view and we turn off the lane and climb to the tearoom.  The good weather has clearly brought out the crowds, and the conservatory and many of the outside tables are already taken when we arrive.  We take a relaxing lunch in the garden while enjoying the view before leaving to ride the Panorama Walk.  The views today are the best I have experienced up here.  Beeston Castle and the Peckforton/Bickerton Hills with the Pennines behind are clearly visible.  Then we continue further along and the views across the Vale of Llangollen open up.  This is absolutely superb and well worth the effort to get here.  All that remains is the climb up to Worlds End!  Brian Mac leads us up to the ford and wisely walks across the stepping-stones.  I choose a line to avoid the algae but the rear wheel feels extremely skittish as I cross and Dave has a similar problem.  We stay upright and then struggle with the final two climbs up to the cattle grid but it’s not to be and we all end up walking the last stretch.  All that is, except for Graham and Vicky on their tandem.  Dave puts it down to their gears but Lance’s book title “It’s not about the bike” springs to mind and I make a mental note that I need more hill work.
After a brief rest to recover we enjoy the open moorland terrain before starting the exhilarating descent down to Minera.  From here it is down “the steps” to Cefn-y-bedd with Graham and Vicky way out in front.
By the time I arrive back in Chester the SatMap is showing just over 50 miles, a maximum speed of 40 mph and a total ascent of 1,493 metres.

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1st April 2010: Mersey Estuary Ride

The first special (or as Brian and Dave prefer “novelty”) ride of 2010 just has to be on April Fools day.  Despite that and an early 9.30am meet in Frodsham combined with a poor weather forecast, ten members make it to the Cottage Tea Shop where we take over the back room conservatory.  Thanks to the friendly staff we are soon quaffing tea and toasted teacakes in preparation for the day ahead.  It’s a good mix today including some faces we haven’t seen for a while: Brian, Dave H, Mike, Glennys, Clive, Ivan, Jim, Liz, Martin and Bryan.
Dave announces that he has researched three different routes through Runcorn and that we will be taking the scenic one: and so it turns out to be.  After the initial maze of flyovers and underpasses we emerge to skirt Runcorn Hill with fine views all the way down the Mersey to Liverpool and Wirral.  What a grand way to start the ride.  From here it’s across the Runcorn/Widnes Bridge and down to join the Trans Pennine Trail.  In many ways this is the best part of the route (pity about the steps though) and we take in the scenery before heading inland to Hale to see the carved statue and grave of John Middleton the 9ft 3in Childe of Hale.  Bryan has come up with a new route this year bypassing Speke and the glass-strewn path by the motor works in favour of the lanes.  We leave the Trans Pennine Trail and take to the lanes before joining the old railway track at Halewood heading for Gateacre.
At Gateacre we leave the cycle trail and join the traffic to climb up to the ridge overlooking the Mersey before descending past Calderstones Park to the Red Bull at the eastern end of the Mersey promenade.  We’re doing well for time but Martin is thinking ahead and wondering where we will stop for lunch.  Brian recommends the Brewery Tap at Cairn’s Brewery near Liverpool Cathedral.  The suggestion is taken up with enthusiasm and without a further word we are off along the promenade into the wind.  The brewery is reached well before 1.00pm where we are directed to the empty brewery bike shed at the far corner of the car park.
Inside there is one other customer!  The full range of Cairn’s beers proves to be a daunting choice for some, as we don’t have time to sample more than a few: but no one goes away disappointed.  The food on the other hand is a different matter.  Soup and sandwich is off, as indeed is most of the menu but we can have a sandwich and chips (did someone say we had to wait for the bread to defrost?).  The last two orders emerged from the kitchen just before 2.00pm.  So for the second year running we have missed the ferry!
Brian leads us to James Street Station where we say goodbye to Glennys who takes a train back to Chester while the rest of us go one stop to Hamilton Square.  Here Bryan with bike almost topples backwards down the up escalator saved only by a quick thinking Mike.  With the exciting bit out of the way Brian leads us back through Birkenhead Park to Brimstage Craft Centre for a relaxing afternoon tea.  Brian leaves us here as we start the well-used route back to Chester through Thornton Hough, Willaston and Capenhurst dropping off riders along the way.  By the time we reach the canal at Backford there are only three of us left.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

Distance from Chester and back just over 60 miles.

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25th March 2010: Egremont Ferry

Every ride is different with Chester Easy Riders and today was no exception calling for two quite different rides from Ness Gardens.
Brian’s story
It was very encouraging to see two bikes at the Ness Gardens RV before I arrived at 10:30.  I thought that folks are eager to get going, always a good sign. By the 11:00 KO, we had Clive on his virgin Trek bike, the two Bri(y)ans, Dave P, Jim, Liz, Ivan and a warm welcome to Phil, joining us for the first time.
As this ride was billed (by Jonathon Ross) as www “wandering wound Wirral”, we set off East over the peninsula, past Bromborough GC to the forgotten Victorian playground of Raby Mere.  Then it was up the steepest hill in Wirral (all 100 yards long) to Poulton Lancelyn, where we turned north through Brackenwood and on to Lord Levers farm at Storeton.  From there it was 4 miles of residential development (& Birkenhead) past Brian’s alma mater and an old girlfriend’s house.  Where is Marie now?
Just before lunch, the sun shone on the righteous, down by the sandy beaches of the Mersey.  All true, check out Seacombe beach at low tide.  Lunch was had in the Egremont Ferry Hotel, washed down with an excellent Cains again.
After lunch, we continued anti-clock along the Wirral foreshore, passing the huge redevelopment mess at New Brighton; what’s that about?  Then the ride along the North shore made it all worthwhile………….. sun on our faces, no wind, a traffic free cycle way and one of Mother Natures most spectacular sights, tens of thousands of starlings in a “murmuration”.   (You got fit and educated on this ride.)  We continued round the bend (literally) at Hoylake and then paralleled the Dee, riding south through the middle of Wirral, passing Caldy, Irby, Barnston, Leighton, Little Neston and back to Ness Gardens, all avoiding the busy A540.  A sunny and very pleasant 41 miles. Thank you to everyone who made it easy after my unforeseen absence.
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Bryan’s story
As Phil was on his first ride with the group and not yet up to speed Bryan and Phil embarked on a shorter version of the main ride aiming to join the others for lunch at the Egremont Ferry at 12.45pm.  Leaving the others to visit Raby Mere we headed straight to Raby and Thornton Hough along the lanes and then on to Storeton where the main group passed us on their way to Birkenhead Park.  Not to be outdone we made a fast descent down to the centre of Birkenhead with the intention of circling the park before heading for lunch.  Half way round the main group appeared heading in the other direction!  We decided to follow but were dropped after a mile.  Now there is only one way from where we last saw them to Seacombe and that’s the way we went but there was no sign of them when we arrived: until a few minutes later they turned up having failed to find a mythical crossing of the docks! So much for local knowledge.
After a good lunch at the Egremont Ferry pub (don’t be put off by the external appearance) we followed the others through New Brighton before turning away from the coast at Dunes onto NCR 56.  This should have been an easy route, but with major road works under the motorway flyover necessitating a poorly signed diversion followed by a new B&Q built across the route we began to think that we would never leave Bidston.  Once back on course we headed for Thingwall, Barnston and Parkgate where we joined the Wirral Way for the last stretch back to Ness Gardens where we arrived just before 5.00pm.
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18th March 2010: Brindley

The forecast threatened rain but the tandem duo (Dave and Liz) on their recently repaired bike, along with Clive, set out from Bellis in the general direction of Cholmondely and Brindley.  Ivan rang just before we left to say that he was mistakenly at Ness Gardens!  It wasn’t Ivan’s day as he had suffered a tyre blow out just before he got to Ness and domestic car assist was engaged.  Leaving Bellis via Wetreins Lane and up through Tilston and Duckington, we bowled along via quiet lanes towards the Cholmondely Arms pub. Setting off to Chorley and looking for any signpost on the left to Brindley, we eventually ended up in Swanley Bridge over the canal and off the known world (well the OS map we had with us anyway).  A few miles back along the A534 found us at “The Thatch” pub in Faddiley/Brindley for lunch.  Just at that time there were a few spots of rain so in we quickly went for a few pints of TT Landlord and a very pleasant (if a bit pricey) hot lunch.  Why is Chorley signposted from Brindley but not the other way round?  I know Ray – we should have taken the signs for Faddiley! Having put the world to rights over lunch, Liz and Dave decided to head back to Farndon via Spurstow and Peckforton for a 35-40 mile round trip to pick up their car.
Clive decided to push on after Spurstow through Bunbury and up to Eaton.  Making for the Shire Horse centre at Cotebrook, Stable Lane was taken left off the main road, swiftly followed by Heaths Lane, Tirley Lane and on up to the top of Kelsall Hill by the Farmers Arms.  This is a steady climb but well rewarded by magnificent views all around especially the threat of rain over in the Wrexham hills direction.  A swift descent followed, via the old Kelsall main road, and then back into Chester and on to Mollington.
The odometer had just touched 60 miles along with the wind picking up and rain threatening.  Another “Grand Day Out” which only was lacking sunshine (and a few more Easy Riders) to make it memorable.
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11th March 2010: Bangor on Dee

A bright sunny beckoned and it held all day – glorious spring weather but a little cold – Ivan, Dave Pike, Ray Stigter and Clive set out from Rose Farm at a fast pace bound for the Buck pub in Bangor. Sailing through Tarporley then via Beeston Castle, on to Peckforton along a very badly rutted Stonehouse Lane, took us eventually onto the A534 at Bulkeley via a left down Mill lane. After a 5 minute stop at Yew Tree Farm to check out the café for future rides, we were off up the incline on Wrexham road finally turning left down Long Lane to Larkton. A left here took us down to the No Man’s Heath turn on the A41. Ignoring this and heading south, we turned first right towards Bradley and then onto to Lower Wych. This is a little hamlet in a folded valley – fun going down but a climb out, followed by a long run until turning right after Lower Barnes towards Tallarn Green. A quick left before the bridge took us through quiet lanes and glorious views via Mulsford before making the final climb and descent into Bangor. 27 miles from Rose Farm in just over 2 hours – we were ready for a rest. The Buck did us proud with an excellent lunch and also providing spectacle-mending facilities for Clive. All were agreed that we should make best use of the weather and an indirect return leg was plotted out. With Dave leading we found ourselves back via the smallest lanes into Farndon. A dash across the Wrexham Road took us via Wetreins Lane to Stretton, then round the back of Carden Hotel and into Chowley Lane in Clutton. All were agreed on a drink’s stop at the Ice Cream Farm in Tattenhall before setting of at 16.30 via the usual route back to Chester. This was a 70-mile round trip from Chester averaging just shy of 14 mph with 2388ft of ascent and a highest point of 488 feet. All agreed it was a “Grand Day Out”.
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4th March 2010: Gronant

Earlier in the week Ray had emailed with the suggestion that today’s ride from Hawarden should go out to Gronant near Prestatyn so that we could link up with Graham Payne.  Sounds like a good idea to me so I email the troops while Ray prepares the route.  Come the day 11 of us meet up at Hawarden, including Graham himself.  Is this the Graham Payne fan club I ask, or the promise of a good ride? Whatever the reason it’s a record for a regular Thursday ride: Dave Hill, Liz, Omry, Graham, Bryan, Clive, Dave Heath, Ray and Ivan plus two new riders Alan Oldfield and Alan Mort.
With the route predetermined we should be away on time but nothing is as straightforward as that. By the time all eleven of us have had our tea and teacakes its past eleven o’clock.  I notice Clive pumping up his front tyre.  “Got a puncture” I ask “No but the tyre’s blown off”. Closer inspection shows that the tyre isn’t seated properly so it’s out with the wheel and refit the tyre.  At last we’re ready and Ray leads off towards Ewloe and a diversion to Ewloe Green to add some early interest to the ride.  From here on we follow the original route through Northop, a short section of the A55 then up to the Britannia Inn and on to Holywell.  From Holywell we are back on the altogether more enjoyable lanes again through Whitford and Trelogan before descending steeply to the coast where we use the A548 to take us to lunch at the Bells of St Mary’s.
Now the Bells of St Mary’s isn’t our normal type of pub stop as is evident by the throng of customers jostling to get in. Well it’s certainly popular with the locals and with Cairns bitter on tap the beer’s not bad either.  As too food, it’s the carvery or the carvery, which explains the queue in an airport style check-in snaking back and forth.  This is too much for Dave Heath and with “I only want a sandwich”, he promptly disappears not to be seen for the rest of the day. I buy my pint and a carvery ticket and sit down to wait for the queue to disappear: big mistake!  As fast as the front of the queue is served more customers arrive, “Is the whole of Prestatyn here?”  Well at £3.59 for a superb carvery of pork, turkey and beef it is perhaps understandable. Could there be better value?
Clive has to get back so while the rest of us relax after eating he departs taking the coast road back to Chester.  By 2.15pm its time for the rest of us to leave starting with a climb up through Gronant to Llanasa.  Once on top the going is easier and we enjoy the ride in almost perfect cycling weather.  Then Alan and Graham head off for their respective homes leaving just seven to continue.  Ivan and Liz overtake Ray and take to the front for the descent through Gorsedd unaware that the rest of us are turning off at the Druid Inn: that leaves five! “They must be in Holywell by now” says Ray. I try Ivan’s mobile: no luck there, only a message saying he doesn’t pick up his messages so don’t leave one!  I try Liz next and a surprised Liz answers to discover that they need to cycle back uphill to rejoin us.
Once together again we continue through Brynford enjoying the views over the Dee Estuary from the Halkyns before a fast descent down towards Northop spoilt only by thorn strewn sections of the lanes.  Four riders decide on the direct route back through Northop while Ray, Liz and I complete the route back to Hawarden with Ray and I following the Dee cycle path back to Chester.
Today was certainly a day to remember: many thanks Ray for a great day out. Distance from Chester and back 61 miles.

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