26th May 2016: Woodside (mod)

We hardy nine met at Ness Gardens on what promised to be a “seepy rain” day or “camping weather” day, as one rider said.  Jim, Dave M and Dave P just came out to say hello and we welcomed back Kate whom we had not seen since 2011.  She was so keen to join us again that she took a day’s leave from work.  As the prospect of our unique lunchtime pub wetted the appetite of the fast riders, we were also joined by them today.  Bryan, George, Ivan, Kate, Mike Mc, Ray, Tom, Trevor and myself set off down through the back lanes of Neston to Parkgate promenade.  Instead of heading inland up Boathouse, we continued north along the coast to include some off-roading to Gayton.  Only try it when dry in early Spring if you want to avoid the undergrowth.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

On, on through Lower & Upper Heswall we continued to Irby and Thurstaton where the cry went up that we had lost Mike.  Bryan phoned him and we eventually met up as agreed at Hoylake RNLI station.  He’d had a P@@@@@@@ when back marker.  From the subsequent inquest we learned: (1) shout if you have a puncture, in the hope that help comes, (2) have a ride-leader who can count past 8 - there were 9 riders, (3) keep your mobile charged and switched on.

While waiting for Mike, three of the fast guys decided to go ahead to reserve our pub table ( !! )  After 5 –10 minutes Mike rejoined us and we then went at a fair lick towards New Brighton helped by a following wind and dry throats.  The sand encroaching over the cycle way both at Leasowe & Wallasey Golf Course was heavier than in previous trips, but that’s Government cut-backs for you.  After leaving the wide prom at Seacombe and crossing the Penny Bridge into Birkenhead, Trevor pointed out a new route along the Mersey which avoided the commercial traffic and gave us a view of a guy stranded while slack-lining.  For those who want to know more follow this link. 

After 25 miles, Woodside ferry with the unique Gallagher’s pub + barbers was reached where we found the three speedsters tucking into burgers.  Trip Adviser states it’s the “Best food pub on Merseyside.”  I think some may agree if you had had a skinful and ONLY liked burgers; the beer and decor were good and service was OK, if a little slow.  Unusually CER lunchtime conversation did not involve the 3 PPP of the Premiership, Prostates and Politicians and for that we have to thank Kate for bringing a bit of decorum to the group.  

The three musketeers were replenished well before us Moderate six; so set off back to Ness themselves. With heavy burgers slowing us down we “bimbled” south along the Mersey shoreline to Eastham and as time was pressing, from there we headed west towards Ness.  Both Trevor and Kate peeled off just before Ness, while Bryan, George, Mike and I had afternoon tea among the ladies that lunch back in the University Gardens.  All in all, another pleasant 40 mile CER ride at 12mph.  And for Steve’s Egon Pub guide, Gallagher’s does not make the cut, so it will be back to The Refreshment Rooms next time from Ness. 

BMacca

19th May 2016: Hanmer (mod)

We had been in a similar situation before at Cleopatra's - devising a route to avoid certain heavy rain from mid-afternoon. The plan this time was to take a longer route out, but have a short, quicker return after lunch. Steve H. lent me his map and the nine of us set off north to Churton. The group consisted of Keith, Dave and Liz, Bryan W, Macca, Mike Mc., Steve Tan, Steve H. and myself. Liz was in her pretty bonnet, and Dave was in his element giving the back tour of pretty Churton. From Churton to Coddington is flat, quiet and idyllic. We drifted along in typical easy riders social mode. At Tilston we turned right, and meandered through to Bishop Bennet Way via Horton Green, Chorlton Lane and Cuddington Heath. We had the familiar steady climb from Lower Wych with Steve T., despite his current joint problems, gliding easily ahead. We crossed the Wrexham to Whitchurch road at Eglwys Cross. Bryan was a bit sceptical, as we were now coming into serious Clive, bunged- up mudguards territory, but, fortunately, today was dry.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

One lady member of staff was doing nearly all the work at the Hanmer Arms, but the service was good, and the food was fine. Steve H. led back, with Steve T. almost falling at the cattle grid on leaving the car park. Our direct way back was through Tallarn Green, Threapwood and Shocklach. There was some fine rain in the air, but the weather held off. Some of us opened the throttle a little on the Crewe-by-Farndon stretch. The tandem was on top form again: I believe the Russians have contacted them to see what exactly is boosting their performance. I'm not sure that you can take bread and butter pudding and custard intravenously! 

Bikes were put in cars and we tucked into cake and coffee at Cleopatra's, although Helen was not her usual sunny self today. The blonde lady was very pleasant and efficient, nevertheless.  Only 32 miles today, but a relaxing route, and relaxing company. As we headed out the fast lads arrived. I did warn them that they had to make a choice between Victoria sponge and a damn good soaking. Being macho men, of course, they took both!     

DH

19th May 2016: Ellesmere (brisk)

I'd planned a 55 miler to Maesbury Marsh, and specifically the Navigation Inn. This was because I had never visited the pub before but heard good reports. Given the prospect of inclement weather however, Ivan suggested a shorter run to the Red Lion in Ellesmere. Not wanting to go the obvious route straight to Ellesmere, I was able to amend my prepared route to accommodate the assembling riders. So off we go i.e. John M, Ken, Ray, Ivan, Tom and myself, out and running parallel to the Wrexham Road and continuing passing the local government offices before taking a left at the roundabout towards Cefn Park. A few turns later we were in Marchwiel sliding around Erdigg Estate bound for Ruabon. 

The long run down to the bridge over the Dee at Cefn Mawr always seems hard work probably due to the poor state of the road surface, and the long grind up and out towards Chirk also is hard work especially into the wind. What is about wind when you are cycling. It’s always in the wrong direction, and rarely truly behind you! Over the Chirk aqueduct, we are out and up into Western Rhyn before accessing my favourite lane towards the Oswestry Iron Age hill fort. A dash passing the new buildings at Gobowen Hospital finds us on NCN455 bound for Ellesmere via Hindford. 

A snake-bite puncture close to the town delays us marginally as 32 miles have now been covered. Service is a bit slow in the Red Lion, but the prices are as keen as ever, but Lime and Soda has been hiked by 100% to £1 per pint! 

It just starts to rain as we leave, so I lead the charge out of town by the back lanes to Trench. From here it’s almost a straight line run via Hollybush and Worthenbury and Shocklach, to Cleopatra’s where, after 70 mins post-lunch 18 mile dash, we have completed a moderate 49 miles. A bit wet, we decide to take a hot drink and we find a few Moderates just about to leave. The run back into Chester was very wet with roads awash, so at least the bike got a free jet wash on the way home!

CA

12th May 2016: Chelford (brisk)

It turned out to be the sunniest and warmest day of my cycling year so far as I rode out to Rose Farm. Predictably quite a pack out today, so the Famous Five (Paul, Tom, John W, Ray and myself) set off promptly bound for the “Egerton Arms” at Chelford. Out via the bisected Heath Green lane, we zoom through Eaton before turning sharp left, through Ruston to the gates of Oulton Park. Darting through Lower Budworth and passing their own “Egerton Arms", we hit the A54 where we turn right and motor down it for a mile or so. Taking the narrow Blakeden Lane, we pass at the back of Cheshire County Constabulary then to wiggle through Winsford and onto sunny Middlewich. The route is customary as we pass Clive Green then through the Cledford housing estate and finally onto Cledford Lane heading East towards Brereton Heath. 

Photograph by Clive Albany

Ignoring the cycleway signs, which would have taken down a very bumpy NCN71, we circle and end up at the gates to Davenport Lodge. As the namesake owner is busily finishing his back garden back in Guilden Sutton, we crunch down the track to the bridge over the River Dane and the seclusion of this lovely hidden valley. The River Dane runs a long way from Axe Edge, within yards of the source of the Goyt River, passing Three Shires Head on its way into the Weaver near Northwich. Onwards through Swettenham, we can see the Lovell radio telescope across the fields as we head straight through Goostrey bound for the Egerton Arms at Chelford. 

According to the pub website - “The pub itself dates back to the 16th century when as a coach house and pub, gentry and royals would freshen up before their formal visit to Lord Egerton’s estate at Tatton Park, just a few miles away.” We have visited just once before in a very chilly January 2014. They looked after us very well then, just as they did today despite a near full car park. The ride back via Lach Dennis and the Whitegate Way is uneventful with the wind now behind us. The Station House cafe is just closing at 15:00, but offers to sell cold drinks and ice creams to us, which is very gratefully received. Back at Utkinton having “ figure of eighted” Oulton Park, we have ticked off 56 miles at 24C. Running back to the Chester area, we all have 80+ miles on the clock today.

CA

12th May 2016: Mow Cop and Scholar Green (mod)

I arrived at Rose Farm to find Dave H, Steve T and George at a loss for where to ride other than the ‘same old destinations’. Luckily I had a route in mind to the Rising Sun at Scholar Green, just beneath Mow Cop, which included an optional extra 4 miles climbing up Mow Cop.  We were joined by Charlie, Jane, Mike McC, Chris and just in time Dave & Liz P.
The weather was promising – over 20 degrees forecast but with a good enough breeze to keep us cool. We cycled through Cotebrook, and Little Budworth to pick up the Whitegate Way at Marton Green.  This deposited us in Winsford, from where we passed through Clive Green on our way to Middlewich. Zigzagging through its housing estates, we emerged back into the countryside and onto a good road through Brereton Green and Spen Green, then a short section of busy A34, before we followed a lane to Great Morton Hall.

Photographs by Steve Haywood

Here we had to choose: who wanted to take the short pleasant ride beside the canal to the pub, and who wanted to climb up Mow Cop. The party split evenly, with the foolish five – Steve T, Chris, George, Mike McC and myself – choosing to grind up the long climb onto the ridge and follow it southwards into Mow Cop.  Short of breath we assembled at the magnificent viewpoint beside the Gritstone Trail for a photo and admired the surrounding land. The group were disappointed to hear that the climbing was not over, for as we continued into the village, we turned right up a steeper if shorter hill up by the radio mast.  The group were again disappointed to hear that this had been the ‘easy’ way up.  But now it was downhill, but very steeply, before joining the others in the pub.
The other group were awaiting us, well into their meal, for although the climbers had only travelled an extra few miles it had taken us a long, long time. The Rising Sun had given us a friendly welcome, a room of our own, good filling food and tasty beer. What’s more, splitting our party on the ride had allowed Dave & Liz plenty of time to indulge in two courses.
The return required a route that avoided as much of Alsager and Crewe as possible. We passed Rode Hall, headed for Wheelock Heath, and skirted the north of Crewe after travelling over some very rough surfaces. Passing behind Leighton Hospital, we crossed the lights at Bradfield Green and on through Church Minshall, then Cholmondeston and Rushton, making for the Shire Horse Centre café for essential refreshments. Then back to Rose Farm with 56 miles completed for those doing the extra loop: pleasant lanes, good weather, a good pub, and good company. Let’s hope the summer brings many more such days.

SH

5th May 2016: Betws-yn-Rhos (brisk)

A warm day in prospect and a bumpy ride in Wales.  Arriving at the Gallery café there were plenty of riders in lycra shorts so must be warmer.

The brisk group today consisted of Ivan, Tom, John, Paul and Martin who was out with us just to spin his legs for a short ride.

We set off for Betws-yn-Rhos and the Wheatsheaf Inn for lunch heading down to Ewloe roundabout to follow the B5125 to Northop and to enjoy!! a little sprint along the A55 up to Halkyn where Martin leaves us to make his way back to Neston. The brisk group of four continue a ramble along the tops to Rhes y Cae, Lixwm and Babell enjoying the quiet dry and warming up lanes.

Photographs by Ivan Davenport

We pass through St Asaph and follow the B5381 signposted for our destination. We stop for our first photo call looking down on the North Welsh coast at Abergele. Although from St Asaph to our lunch stop was sign posted 7 miles it was a long up hill ride that took longer than expected!!

We arrived at the lovely village and quickly locked our bikes up in the car park and headed in for lunch. We had ridden 32 miles of undulating terrain and it was 12:40. Lunch was ordered and was a good value meal and much needed calories.

We had climbed nearly 900 meters of ascent to get here and had a similar ascent ride home and the debate was should we drop down to Abergele and enjoy NCR 5 back home or continue with the pain!!

As brisk riders it was no pain no gain and after lunch onwards and upwards again. We were riding on very quiet but some very steep climbs involving double chevrons and on rolling down one descent we arrive at a very picturesque valley where I stop for a photo call only to be advised John has a flat. 

Back wheel off and change of tube replaced we are ready to go when bang!! John’s tyre blows again – suspect trapped tube. Change tube again and all well. Enjoy conversation with some local gentry and all they advise whichever way we want to go out of this valley it is up hill – shhhhhhh.

The lady was right, 22-27% and a car chasing us up but we all got to the top then let the very patient motorist pass. Good training for Hardnott.

I had no idea where we were from lunch (but see the attached gpx file route) but on arriving at Trefnant a check of the satnav shows we should head west to go over the Clwydian range before heading for Hawarden so a joint decision is go straight for Mold on the A541. This was a good choice and with John and Paul as lead we were rolling along at a steady 22mph on not too busy a main road.

At Mold we enjoy milkshakes, chocolate drink, cake and apple pie at McDonalds and feeling revived head straight to Ewloe on the A494. We lose Tom at the roundabout who drops down to Shotton while Paul and John head to the Blue Bridge and home from Hawarden.  I go to Saltney and ride along the Dee for my return ride back to Chester.

A good ride of 85 miles to and from home for me (slightly less for Tom making a change) and a somewhat 5364 feet of ascent. Not sure if the down hills averaged out but I have scored a KOM at Mynydd descent.  

ID

5th May 2016: Cwm (mod)

Spring has arrived at last and after the thorough soaking of the previous Thursday I was eager to get on the bike in some dry, warm weather giving my knees their first airing of the year.  I was one of twelve who gathered at the Gallery cafe.  Dave and Liz P, just back from foreign parts, decided to do their own thing, which left ten of us split neatly into two rides.  The "brisk" boys were soon away leaving a "moderate" four, plus yours truly, to head west at a more measured pace.  Steve T, Dave H, Jim, Mike G and your reporter were heading for the Blue Lion at Cwm.  Like many country pubs this one has been open and closed at various times in recent years.  However, while walking in the area recently I had called in and was assured it would be open on a Thursday.

Cattle rustling

Photographs by Michael Gilbert

Passing through Elwoe we trundled steadily along familiar lanes, through Northop Hall, Northop and after the pulse raising 100 yards along the A55 started our first climb of the day on the B5123 to Pentre Halkyn.  Taking the second left in the village to avoid the heavy stuff going to the quarry we resumed our climbing up on to Holywell Common.  Always good views here they were especially good today, in the fine clear weather, we could see well up the Lancashire coast.  Cycling through Holywell Golf Club, common land where golfers, cars, cyclists, dog walkers and the ever present sheep appeared to be living in harmony on this splendid day, we began the long descent into Pantasaph, Gorsedd and then Whitford.  Here we picked up National Cycle Route 5 but not for long. After a demanding little climb, on a lane festooned with mud left by farm vehicles, we turned away from NCR 5 and crossing the A5026 we skirted Llyn Helyg, hidden in the trees, and were soon descending into Cwm.

Halkyn Mountain

We arrived just as the pub was opening, which is 1pm on a Thursday.  We were in no hurry.  We lounged on the decking at the rear of the pub and were treated to a lovely view across the Vale of Clwyd, along the coast and with the snow tipped peaks of Snowdonia in the distance.  We all chose a simple sandwich for lunch: a wise choice.  Mine host and hostess friendly but rather it would appear overwhelmed by a dozen customers turning up together.  We waited half an hour for our sandwiches; those who had gone for the hot meal option were still staring dolefully at empty tablemats when we left.

Leaving Cwm we turned right onto Cwm Road heading towards Rhuallt.  This we agreed was a ride worth taking as we bowled along the side of the hill with, to our right, splendid views of the Vale resplendent in the spring sunshine.  You can't have too much of a good thing and reaching Rhuallt we decided to continue to enjoy the views by going along the B5429, through Tremeirchion to eventually reach Bodfari.  

Here the other honorary Welshman, Mike left us to venture further west to his home and we four turned east along the A543.  Although an A road experience tells me it is usually quiet in the middle part of the day and so it proved.  We covered the 12 miles to Mold at a tidy pace, as this is the only low level crossing of the Clwydian Hills in this area. After a welcome refreshment break at the Theatre Clwyd cafe I left the remaining three, at Northop, to make their way back to our starting point.

An enjoyable day.  The pace was steady, the conversation lively and wide ranging taking in such topics as European Patent and Trade Mark law and the demise of rural bus services.  The Welsh countryside did not disappoint.  50 miles covered and a few hills climbed.

G W 

28th April 2016: Great Budworth (mod)

Ambition is a wonderful thing: our ambition was to ride from Manley Mere out to The Dog at Peover Heath. Five of us - Dave H, Bryan W, Brian Macca, George and myself, Steve – set off in cool sunshine over New Pale, where we noticed a little snow at the roadside and more in the distance on the Pennines. Onward we went through Acton Bridge and Comberbach towards Great Budworth, where we planned to check our progress against the weather, which was forecast to worsen.  A few spots of rain began as we climbed the hill into Great Budworth, shortly after midday – these were enough! We stopped outside the George and Dragon, about half way to our destination, and without further consideration walked in and grabbed a couple of tables by the open fire. So much for our best intentions!

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

The pub filled up very quickly so we were lucky to be early enough to grab this cosy corner. The beer was good and lime & soda was 75p a pint, though the cheaper menu was limited to baguettes and butties. As the rain strengthened we discussed our return route.  Dave H offered to lead us back through Antrobus and Higher Whitley towards Frodsham. The fact this route led conveniently to his car played no part in his enthusiasm. We said goodbye to Dave in Sutton Weaver and carried on aiming for the Arts Centre Café in Frodsham. After nearly missing it twice, we settled inside by the radiator to enjoy warm drinks and sugary snacks. 

On leaving, we found the steady rain, had turned torrential. Bryan, Brian and George decided to head back along the A56 to the end of the Greenway, while I plodded up the long steep hill to Alvanley and on towards Manley – 38 miles in total.  Deep puddles spread across the whole carriageway and stinging rain hurt the face and got into everything.  I’m sure we each then agreed it was wise to curtail our plans at Great Budworth, so that we only had to suffer the real wet on the final trek homewards.

SH

28th April 2016: Bunbury (brisk)

A cold frosty start in weak sunshine made the ride out to Manley quite pleasant but heavy rain was forecast for later that afternoon.

On arrival at Manley, the moderate group chose to take a route that headed out towards the east.  I decided that because I was still being troubled by a cough and with a view to getting home before the rain, I would head south looping back towards home. Ray and John W decided to accompany me, so we agreed a provisional route through the lanes of Tarporley and Tattenhall.

Turning left on to Marley Lane we climbed up on Sugar Lane skirting around the back of Mouldsworth to enter Kelsall via Hollands Lane. At this point the sun was still shining and the views over Cheshire were stunning in the clear cold air. Then we left Kelsall, via Church Street, but a brief encounter with a road repair crew required a dismount and a short walk in order to negotiate a way through the lorries, wheelbarrows, and barriers. Once back on the bikes we turned left uphill out of Willington towards Tarporley passing Rose Farm shop.  We then turned left along Utkinton Lane, heading out via Cotebrook, past Oulton Park race circuit on Dogmore Lane, before turning into Hickhurst Lane and back towards Eaton. By this time the threatened rain materialised and made the ride along Royal Lane into Tarporley quite unpleasant. After a short stop to put on waterproofs we left Tarporley via Birch Heath Road carefully negotiating the bends around the Shady Oak pub and passing the entrance to Beeston Castle. Despite the rain we made good time along Moss Lane into Bunbury and into the welcome warmth of ‘Tilly’s. Here we lingered over the food and drink in the hope the weather conditions would improve but no such luck.

The return route was straight forward going out on Peckforton Hall Lane, via Wrexham Road, into Bickerton and onto Brown Knoll.  We turned right here across Wrexham Road, which led us eventually into Tattenhall. At this point my rear derailleur decided it had put in enough hard work and denied me access to the lower gears making me struggle on our journey through Harthill and Burwardsley.  However, with the inclement weather and the knowledge that the route home was reasonably flat, I decided to put up with the lack of gears and hope for the best!!

We left Tattenhall on Rocky Lane, where John had a brief verbal encounter with a motorist, before we crossed the A41, which was followed by a quick dash through Chowley Oak and onto Aldersley Green to reach Churton, at the junction of Pump Lane. My gear choice by this time was virtually non-existent! It was at this juncture Ray and John headed home towards Chester and I turned left for Farndon and Rossett.

Despite the unkind weather and having to pedal the worlds first semi-automatic twin speed cycle, the route and company were enjoyable. The derailleur is now fixed!

KP

19th/21st April 2016: C2C Whitehaven to Sunderland

 Whilst out on CER rides there was a discussion of doing a long distance ride and C2C was considered a challenge so Tom, John and Ivan agreed that the ride was good to go.
Train tickets, cycle reservations and B&B’s booked we set off on the best weather to date this year.
Tom enjoyed two punctures before getting to Shotton Station, an Omen? In basking sunshine we arrive into Whitehaven and straight into Wetherspoons for Tuesday steak night and tuck into 14oz Aberdeen Angus steak and chips. We will need the protein!! Our first bed for the night was an annexe to the hospital Summergrove Halls and a 3.5 mile ride out of town. Not a problem as a bar included in the accommodation and a good night had.
Day 1 and after a hearty breakfast of egg and bacon we set off towards Whitehaven. We took a different route to return into town, as we had to ride to the official C2C post in the harbour. Unfortunately we head down a steep lane and into a Fford – wet feet for Tom and I and John flew over the cobbles!!! This was about 3-5 minutes into the ride – oh dear!!
We arrive at the harbour side and duly sink our rear wheels into the Irish Sea and photo taken we set off at 08:55.
Heading out of Whitehaven we ride on the Sustrans route 71 that runs along the old railway line to Kirkland. We continue to follow the route passing lovely views of lakes and villages and the weather is getting warmer every minute. We are heading to Keswick for our first coffee stop and cycle around the edge of Derwent waters to a coffee shop outside of Keswick which was very cycle friendly and welcome.
After our break it is along converted railtrack again (Keswick – Penrith) to Threlkeld but hurricane Desmond had washed away two bridges so lanes again. Passing St Johns we pass an ancient Stonehenge type-site complete with huge stones and ice cream van so another stop for 99’s!! What a life.
We pass Threlkeld and decide to remain on the A66 as lunch time is beckoning and we hungry and 40 miles covered. We arrive into Penrith and lunch at the Station Hotel and enjoy good food served quickly for us as I only get to sample one pint!
We still have 30 miles to ride after lunch and 20 of these are all uphill, so it’s onwards and upwards passing well-known railway villages of Langwathby and Little Salkeld where we stop and have a photo call with a scarecrow C2C rider. The big climb is to Hartside Café and we were all glad to get to the top.
Now it is all downhill into Alston and we can get off the bike for the rest of the day.

Photographs by Ivan Davenport

Arriving at the Victoria Inn our overnight B&B we are greeted and shown our room. A little sleep, shower and into town to eat again.
Thursday morning and the sun is still shining we head off. John has posted his rucksack home compliments of the landlady. Again it is mainly uphill but along fantastic lanes and through the moorlands of Nenthall to Nenthead, passing through Northumberland along the B6295 to Allenheads then uphill again to Rookhope then downhill to Stanhope. The shock then was beware Crawleyside bank displayed on my Garmin!! Last time I walked up this hill, as it is steep!!!! A long 17%.
John to the rescue and takes the lead and Tom and I hang on and up we go to the top and Parkhead Station Café. A tough ride covering 23 miles and 1400 meters of climb and 300 descents!! No average here then!
After an enjoyable toastie we now ride over an old rail way line (converted) which was the coal line link to Consett.
There are 40 miles to ride to Sunderland and this part of the C2C route is all on dedicated cycle route – absolutely fantastic.
Passing Consett we stop to take a photo of a steel telescope and microscope, a reminder of the lost industry!!
Arriving into Sunderland it is up to the pier and the official C2C landmark where a fellow biker takes our commemorative photo.
It’s been a great two days cycling in the best of the weather to date – good accommodation and great cycling buddies.
We covered the distance of 135 miles and 11,000 feet of ascent in 11.5 hours and an average speed of 13 mph.
Thanks to my two fellow cyclists on this trip it was very enjoyable but hard.
Will keep shtummm of our evening debates!!!

See Day 1 route map and/or gpx file download.
See Day 2 route map and/or gpx file download.

ID

21st April 2016: Yarnfield Special Ride (mod)

A good turnout of a dozen riders met at Waitrose Café for a run out in pastures new, thanks to Clive’s initiative.

The moderate group, consisting of Bryan W, Brian Macca, Dave H, Mike McC, Trevor, Petar and Jim set off on a slightly shorter route than the brisk group in good sunshine and clear skies, though with a fairly chilly breeze. Heading north through the town centre we skirted Chetwynd Park, crossed the A41, and continued northwards on well-maintained, quiet lanes, through Knighton, Adbaston, Fairoak and Charnes before turning into the wind for a few miles eastwards. The landscape was undulating but not unduly so, though a couple of disrobing stops were deemed necessary as we began to warm up. The villages were typically representative of the Shropshire rural countryside, and we were regarded with occasional bemusement by heifers and several horses as we breezed by. The pace was steady, enabling us to maintain a reasonable level of conversation, one of the pleasures of ‘Easy Riding’.

Just to the west of Stone we passed by what looked to be some sort of MOD facility on the map, but the lichen-encrusted sign suggested that either very little training had taken place here for a considerable time, or that it was very well camouflaged.  Shortly after passing the camp we arrived at our lunch stop, the ‘Labour in Vain’ in Yarnfield, a distance of 21 miles, and met up with the brisk group who had travelled a little further. The food was good, and reasonably priced, and the beer drinkers more than happy with the choice of refreshment.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

After lunch we parted company once again, though Steve H also joined us for the run back to base. We meandered southwards through Great Bridgeford, and Seighford until we met the Shropshire Greenway just west of Stafford. We were a bit unsure about the quality of the surface for our road bikes, but our concerns were unfounded, and we were able to get into the big ring and maintain a steady pace, helped by the wind, now on our backs. The downside of finishing the day on a cycleway is the lack of visual interest as most of the route seemed to be in a cutting, but at least we had no traffic to contend with. Arriving back at the A41, we quickly crossed and took one of the local roads back to the car park. Apart from weaving between the departing schoolchildren, the route back to the café was uneventful. 

A total of just about 40 miles in really pleasant countryside. Thanks Clive.

JD

21st April 2016: Yarnfield Special Ride (brisk)

The weather was pleasantly spring-like as a dozen of us met at the Waitrose Cafe in Newport - and what a pleasant market town it is. Jim had organised a shortened version of my 52 miler, so I gathered up Steve H, Chris, Paul and John M for the brisk route out to Yarnfield and the “Labour in Vain” pub. The route out was NCN552 NE towards Cheswardine. Crossing the line of the Roman road at Camp Farm, we arrive at the mile marker plaque in Cheswardine installed for the Queen’s Jubilee, and not as I previously thought in the June 2014 blog entry, the distances on the E2E route. Onwards via Chipnall and Hales, we arrive at 700ft at the A53. Here at Blore Heath, in 1459, was the second battle in the Wars of the Roses, but I couldn’t find the commemorative plaque, so here is the photo ex Wiki. The Yorkists won apparently.

Photographs by John Mills and Clive Albany

We now plod into the wind and uphill to the “foolish” town of Loggerheads. Apparently Loggerhead meant “a fool”. There was a large TB sanatorium here from1920 to 1969. Up and over the hill, we turn off right to dive through Ashley running parallel to the A53. We soon back on it for a mile before turning right into the delightful village of Maer. We are running well now through the gentle hills of Staffordshire before heading briefly for Swynnerton, which was granted a charter by Edward I in 1309! We now have to circle the former Royal Ordnance factory site near Cold Meece, which employed 18,500 staff to fill shells with explosive in the early 1940’s. We arrive at the pub almost simultaneously with the Moderates. The ale choice is good, as is the menu, but my omelette could have been better cooked.

Suitably refreshed and energy levels refilled, we set off (minus Steve H) bound for Stone and “enjoy” its bypass before picking up the NCN5 rolling around Stafford. We exit the town passing by the 11C castle (the one you can see from the M6) and now we have 15 miles or so of tiny lanes ducking and diving around various hamlets before crossing the A41 just south of Newport. Close to the town centre we are buzzed by two large helicopters that came out of nowhere sounding like machine guns. 

We find the Moderates are at the tea and cakes in the Waitrose cafe and we reluctantly joint them, with 52 miles completed and a surprising 2,900ft of climbs. Lots of new lanes today, through the very pleasant Staffordshire and Shropshire countryside.

CA

14th April 2016: Coton (brisk)

Another good turnout at the Ice Cream Farm so two rides.  A rural ride to the Dog and Bull at Coton was the accepted Brisk ride joined by Clive, the two Johns, Paul and self.
We set off going through Tattenhall and on to Clutton where we joined the A534 for a short sprint to Barton before turning left for Kidnal. We were heading towards Hanmer and with the rain last night the farmers were making a good job of muck spreading the lanes. I even got accused of choosing lanes some what on par to Clive’s lanes!!
We drop down hill to Salters Mill, which looked beautiful with rolling lawns, mansion and a huge mill pond. CER have visited this location previous and after the down hill there is a bumpy uphill on an unmade track: fortunately rideable.
Turning left at the end of the lane head towards Whixall and on to Clotton. We had covered 30 miles to lunch at the Dog and Bull in arriving for 12:30 and were the first into the pub. Although not busy the food was good although a little slow in delivery.
The return route to the Ice Cream Farm was via Whitchurch, Malpas and Bickerton.  At Hart Hill the fitter of the brisks raced up to the top and had to wait for Clive and I. Here we picked up a Nantwich rider so heading straight down hill to Tattenhall the three raced off and the rear took the alternate ride via Burwardsley.
We said farewell to our new rider and Clive and I arrived first at the café followed by the three briskers who said they had waited for us thinking we were following!
It wasn’t long after that the mod’s arrived from their ride. We had covered 50 miles round trip and another minimum 20 to and from Chester so a good day’s riding on a dry day but muddy lanes.
ID

14th April 2016: Audlem (mod)

There was a good turnout at the cyclist supporting Ice Cream Farm. The fast lads were self-selecting, and planned to go to Timbuktu and back at an average speed of 29.89 m.p.h. using their latest app. 'Banzai Back Wheel'. The moderates weren't sure what they were doing. Then Mike Gilbert rang to say that he was behind schedule, and Jim came up with a route quickly, so that Mike would have a chance of finding us later. Lunch would not be at The Shroppie Fly or The Bridge at Audlem, but at "the other one". There were nine of us: Jim, Steve Tan, Dave & Liz P, Mike McC, Charlie, Jane, Keith Metcalfe and myself. The pace was easy through Beeston and Bunbury as we headed for Brindley, and Ravensmoor via Swanley.  Passing the Farmers' Arms reminded me of Mike Morley, who enjoyed this pub for its decent food, beer and shapely barmaids. 

We crossed the main Whitchurch Road and headed south down Coole Lane towards Audlem Bridge, in the hope that it was not closed for repairs. The bank up to Audlem is always a tester, and it was nice to stop for lunch. We were due a breather and a bite. The Combermere staff were very friendly, and the food was good. Three locked bikes were blocking the binmen's path, and the keyholder was temporarily awol. The guy outside was amazingly patient and affable. It probably helped that they were on an hourly rate! 

Mike G arrived, moist and cheerful as usual, and he was served quickly. I believe he had ridden all the way from his Welsh Riviera home. Our return took us past the Bhurtpore Inn, and, like a dog that had just moved house, we found it hard to go straight past. Cholmondeley Castle and Peckforton were eventually reached at a stress-free pace. The stretch of gently undulating road in the lee of the Peckforton Hills is always pleasant, easy and sheltered, with a few very pretty cottages studding the greenery. You also know there is not far to go at this point. We edged around the southeast side of Beeston Castle, and Steve wanted to know if I fancied a Cake Race. I wasn't in best fettle so declined, but the group were bunching up as we drifted down over Crimes Brook, so I cruised gently past. Next second, Tonkin' Tan shoots by on the outside. I sprinted to catch him and stayed on his wheel for a mile, but as we turned right towards Newton I decided prolonged redlining was not good training practise with a bit of a virus, and Steve got the gap. Another day, perhaps, but only if he puts on three stones and gets off those steroids! 

About 41 enjoyable and dry miles had been covered, when we rejoined our fast friends back at the Ice Cream Farm. About 65 miles for those riding back to Chester, and a lot more for Mike Gilbert. Many thanks to Jim for another very pleasant trip, despite a handful of aggressive motorists.      

DH

7th April 2016: Neston (mod)

When I threw back the curtains I was greeted by rain battering the window. At this point I would have decided that it wasn't a good day for cycling. However since it had been my suggestion to meet at Meadow Lea instead of the Little Roodee Café (currently closed) I felt obliged to turn up. Besides the weather forecast said the rain would clear around 10.00 leaving just the wind. So I got myself ready and I got my bike ready and I waited for the rain to stop. Sure enough, just before ten it did, and off I went for the short cycle to Meadow Lea.

It was obvious from the number of bikes outside the cafe that other cyclists had also had their eyes on the forecast and the place was already buzzing. Because I was local I had a number of circular rides in mind but one in particular seemed suitable, as we would be cycling into the wind on the way out and have it behind us in the afternoon. I didn't know a suitable place for lunch though so Brian suggested The Wheatsheaf at Neston that he had heard served a reasonably priced 2-course lunch.

Eight of us set out on the moderate ride, these being Steve H, Dave H, Keith, George, Chris, Jim, and Brian Macca with me leading. We turned north out of Meadow Lea and into the wind. Our route took us out through Mickle Trafford and Picton, round the back of the zoo and over the canal to Chorlton where we turned left to cross the A41. At Mollington we joined Sustrans route 56. We followed it alongside the railway and up through Capenhurst & Ledsham before crossing the Welsh Road.

Shortly after this route 56 turns down a farm track and through a farmyard and it was just after this that Keith's front tyre punctured. As is often the case with slim line bike tyres it was a struggle to get off and a struggle to get back on again. Nothing could be found inside the tyre so it was with fingers crossed that we continued on our way. Route 56 turned off along the Wirral Way as we carried on up Heath Lane and in to Willaston. From here it was up to Raby then left towards Neston, crossing the A540.

As we approached Neston I let Brian use his local knowledge to guide us to the Wheatsheaf.  After 50p for a pint of lime & soda last week this week's asking price of £1.95 came as a bit of a shock. Brian had been right about the cost of the food though. £5.65 for 2 courses seemed like a good offer. Service was a bit slow, though, partly because they didn't seem able to overlap the courses. Consequently six of us had to sit and watch Keith & Jim eat their starters before any of us got a main course. Some found the food a bit disappointing too. I guess you get what you pay for sometimes.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

After lunch we crossed Burton Marshes, played dodgems with the lorries on Deeside Industrial Estate and headed over to the River Dee where we followed the path towards Chester. We were making good progress now with the wind behind us and could have been back by 15:00 but our ride wasn't over yet. At the Ferry Lane bridge we crossed the river and headed out towards Bretton and Kinnerton. Jim left us here to take the short cut home while the rest of us continued on a loop around Lavister, Pulford & Eccleston. We were now heading in the direction of home. At Handbridge we said goodbye to Chris (home), Brian (cafe) and George (back to his car). That left Steve H, Dave H, Keith and me to complete the ride back to Meadow Lea via Hoole Lane & Guilden Sutton Lane with 47 miles clocked.

TC

7th April 2016: Bradfield Green (brisk)

There were a lot of us at Meadow Lea farm and so it became clear that Jim’s 40 mile ride to Neston area would be oversubscribed. Ray had downloaded an “old” ride to Warmingham and so he led out with Tom, Steve T, Ken and myself in tow. The routing wasn’t ideal given the strengthening NW wind, but we enjoyed its support on the way out via Manley and Delamere Forest. Rolling around Norley, we were soon in Sandiway and bound for Foxtwist Green. We arrive at the Weaver Navigation planning to take the Weaver Parkway Path on the right hand bank, but the access gate was padlocked shut. Maybe this was to protect wildlife at the start of the breeding season; so we take the main drag of Bradford Road into sunny Winsford. We leave the town via Clive Green and end up going south on a short section of the A530 towards Crewe, before turning off at Wimboldsley Green, and, via Ecclestone Green, approach Warmingham. 

It’s too early for lunch, so on the fly I navigate on to the “Coach and Horses" at Bradfield Green where we arrive having been somewhat drenched in the unwelcome rain. This pub should definitely be on Steve H list of CER lunch stops. They produce the best chips anywhere in my opinion and I have had a few of them here before! All agreed that the food, decent ales and the welcome were wholesome. 

We can’t put off the return route any longer, so into a strengthening NW wind, we are off via Church Minshull, Bunbury bound. It’s hard work and we take it in turns leading the pack back home. Eschewing Tilly's, we head for the Ice Cream Farm for a welcome hot drink. The place is heaving as its Half Term week, but we go in and out via the specially labelled “Cyclists Exit” door. At Waverton, Ken heads for Rossett and Steve T heads back to Meadow Lea farm with 56 miles completed. The return home wasn’t exactly “brisk” but the NW wind definitely was!

CA

31st March 2016: St Martin’s (leis)

Despite a frosty start the forecast was for a dry, warm and sunny day with little or no wind: ideal conditions for cycling. It was no surprise then to find that Cleopatra's was heaving when I got there. I tried to count heads but with people milling about I failed. There must have been at least 18 members present. For various reasons several people wanted a fairly slow ride, or at least slower than the usual moderate rides. So for possibly the first time in CER history three rides were planned. It had been a while since I had completed a ride so I offered to lead a relaxed one that would take us to the Greyhound Inn at Street Dinas (St. Martins). The moderate riders were also heading to the same place but by a different route.

Five of us, Dave P & Liz on the tandem, Dave H, Keith and myself set off across the 14th century bridge over the Dee into Farndon then down through Shocklach, Tallarn Green, Horseman’s Green & Penley. We skirted past Ellesmere before turning back up towards St Martins, arriving at the Greyhound Inn with 22 miles on the clock.

We were greeted with a warm welcome at the Greyhound and were delighted with the 50p cost of a pint of lime & soda - the same as it had been on our previous visit to the Greyhound almost 5 years ago! The blog on that occasion had reported that the food had been disappointing. Not so on this occasion. The service was good too and we were already tucking in to a delicious meal when the moderate group arrived. Our conversation started with a discussion of the morning's route out before moving on to more important topics such as the forthcoming EU in/out vote. No doubt the latter topic will come up many times before referendum in June.

We left the moderates to finish their meal and set off on a more direct route back to Holt. We followed the main road into Overton and then on through Worthenbury just beyond which we joined our outbound route. We retraced our route back through Shocklach but turned off it at Crewe-by-Farndon to take the short cut back to Farndon. A short dash back over the bridge to Holt and we were soon sampling a selection of Cleopatra's cakes having enjoyed a very pleasant 39-mile ride.

TC

31st March 2016: St Martin’s (mod)

A total of 17 CER members assembled at Cleopatra’s on a glorious sunny Spring day and decided to ride off in three groups, which I think is a first for CER.  The medium Group decided to meet up for lunch with the slowees (?) more moderate (?) at Street Dinas (St Martins), past Ellesmere.
Martin led us away, followed by George, Mike, two Steves and myself. We bowled along at 13+ mph in a large clockwise direction south through Shocklach, Penley, Ellesmere and W Frankton before arriving at The Greyhound.  Here the more leisurely (?) group were just finishing lunch and gave us their recommendations.  60p for lime & soda went down well with some.  We considered the good beer and a tasty varied menu should put the Greyhound on Steve Ronay’s list.  St Martins, though rural today, was once at the edge of the Derbyshire coalfield until the last mine closed in 1968; all that remains of that industry is the Miner’s Institute.

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

After lunch, the shorter return was due north through Overton, Bangor on Dee and along the B5130 towards Holt, where Macca hit the wall (metaphorically) as he hadn’t been out for weeks.  Guinness cake + coffee revived him in Cleopatra’s, where the handsome CER members lined up for an advertising group photo for the business. A sunny 46 miles at a moderate 13mph, cafe to cafe.

BMacca

31st March 2016: Llanymynech (brisk)

I cycled out from home and was meeting John at the Rake and Pikel to ride together to Cleopatra’s at Holt.  On Wednesday John had completed a 120K audax involving 3000 meters of climbing so I was hoping he would go easy today!!
On such a lovely morning with the prospects of a good day it wasn’t surprising to see such a good turnout of riders.  There were going to be 3 groups today and I was leading the Brisk ride along with John W, Tom, Paul, Ken and John M. My route was a round trip of 68 miles to Llanymynech.
We set off from the café and headed down to the A534 and crossed over to the B5130, which we followed to Cross Lanes. We take a right turn onto Bwgan ddu lane where we find a young bullock blocking our path. We were passed by a car driver who led the way forward, only to shove the bull further along the road. John took the bull by the horns and got up to speed and passed the animal and ushered it into a farmer’s mansion front garden. He promptly closed the drive gates and hoped the bull would now be safe. No idea if this was the owner’s beast but it seemed at home chomping away at his shrubs!!!

Photographs by John Mills and Ivan Davenport

We continued our ride and passed through Overton and on to St Martins. It was rumoured the mods were heading this way also but at 11:30 we saw no sign of them yet. Onwards passing Gobowen and Whittington and on to Queenshead the Brisk group today are a good peloton and enjoying a good pace and I could even hear the happy banter behind.  The sun was shining and the daffodils were still splendid on the kerbside displays. What lovely flowers to take us into summer.
We take the B4398 from Knockin via Maesbrook and into Llanymynech. On arrival at the Dolphin Inn, which I had contacted on Wednesday to ensure they were open, we had a table set up for six. As this week has seen the introduction of the CER hot list of eating-places there was a debate from a borders man that this is not our usual eating spot in the village. For me when there is a choice of venues it is worth trying them out before discarding all alternatives and the Dolphin was a very friendly pub and the food of good quality. Perhaps for Tom the ladies also enjoying lunch may have been a bit senior for him but he chose to sit nearest to them for a chat!!
Back in the saddle we retrace a little of our route before taking a turn and going uphill only to find nearly at the top I had missed the turning. Turning round we raced back down the hill and the turning was a left nearly at the bottom but this little detour added to our 2654 feet of climb for the day.
Back on track we are riding along some very quiet and good dry lanes passing through Pant and Moreton and on to Babbinswood and Whittington. We turn right passed the lake onto the A495 before turning left to Hindford. My next missed turn was during a fast down hill descent and again going upwards before halting to return down and taking the correct turn. Every little helps in the ascent climbs.
We again pass through Overton and on the Bangor on Dee where there is jockeying for pole position for the descent passing the race course and Paul was well in front on his very black Trek with Tom hanging onto his rear wheel. It was then the normal route back to Farndon where we arrive at 16:30. Ken and John are going to return to Holt and try a coffee if Cleopatra’s is still open while the remaining four continue back to Chester.
Today’s ride was for me the first summers day ride of 90 miles to and from home and probable 100+ for the other three, A fantastic day with no incidents other than a couple of minor wrong ways so thank you to my riders today for making it such fun!!

ID

24th March 2016: Goostrey (mod)

A total of nine CER members assembled at Rose Farm under a grey sky and light rain. Dave M had cycled out for coffee and Bryan W was going to do his own ride.  That left Clive, Paul, Mike McC, Steve T, George, Ray and myself. No one had planned a route so with Clive, I worked out a ride to the Red Lion at Goostrey. 

Leaving under light rain we turned left out of Rose Farm and made for Cotebrook. We’d only made it as far as the church, when we heard that Ray had a puncture. The advance party waited and heard the church bell striking the hour – eleven rather muffled chimes…followed by eleven somewhat louder chimes, discussion of which passed the time.  We waited some more and Bryan overtook us on his own ride. Ray was having difficulties - he was suffering from using a Conti tube for the repair: because the valve screws in, when he unscrewed his pump, the valve also unscrewed and the tyre deflated – a warning here to users of Conti tubes. Finally, inventively fixed with improvised pliers, Ray joined us and we continued.

The route led into Winsford from the south and then through the centre of Middlewich. Next we struck out northeast, glad to be back on the lanes. In Goostrey we paused outside the Crown but continued to the Red Lion. We were the only customers and it looked as though we would have to search for the staff. However, food arrived and at £4 for pie and chips it was cheap. On reflection though we wished we’d gone to the Crown. A few of us had been to the Red Lion before but couldn’t remember it until we’d established ourselves there.  This led to a discussion about the benefits of having a list of our favoured lunchtime stops to help in planning future rides.

Photograph by Clive Albany

Heading off after lunch we were grateful that the morning’s rain had been light and that it had now stopped. The route took us through Lach Dennis and Davenham, and down the rough track under the railway and over the Vale Royal Cut, the surface of which had been upgraded. Heading back through Little Budworth, we decided to call in to the café at Oulton Park circuit, which we thought was a first visit for CER. It was a novelty and of interest, though I wouldn’t rate the cake as high as our usual standards.

A short ride through Cotebrook, brought us back into Utkinton with a little over 40 miles on the clock, and a much better ride than the weather forecasters had predicted.

SH

17th March 2016: Bunbury

After a hard brisk ride on Tuesday around Much Wenlock (65 miles and 5000ft climb), I was looking for an easy ramble over the Halkyns today. There were seven of us at Hawarden (Mike McC, Dave H, George, Ken, Steve T, Ray and myself); and the suggestion came for a ride to Bunbury! I was up for this as it would be “flat”. Dave H leads us off down the Chester Road hill passing a just-landed Beluga at British Aerospace, and out via Dodleston to Pulford. A quick enquiry as to the rest of the route elicits a “I dunno” response, so Ken and I rustle up a route via Holt. Out up Marford Hill, we slide off left passing the Anti-Frackers Camp and into Holt. We are soon cycling well up Wetreins Lane to Tilston. Ignoring the obvious turn to Duckington, we push on taking the delightful Grange Lane to emerge, crossing the A41, into Duckington. Tilley’s is the preferred lunch stop as we circle Larkton Hill on the ever-climbing Goldford Lane to Bickerton. Passing the “Poacher” pub we swing left for Peckforton and the final lane to Spurstow. We’ve kept together pretty well on the 28 mile outward journey and are now ready for hot provisions.
There are bikes outside at Tilley's and we find Dave M and Andy inside just finishing their lunch. We all tuck in as the food comes very promptly. Ken and I plan the return route that leads us out through Tattenhall and Coddington back via Holt passing again the Anti-Frackers on Borras Road. Mike peels off for Chester as we motor on through Gresford village and down and up the steep-side Alyn Valley to Llay. Having had enough of main roads, we take Dark Lane on our way to Shordley. It’s now a straight-line run to Bilberry Wood along Mountain Road and back into Hawarden. The weather was bright but cold, as we finish the 56 miles of “on the fly” navigation. Ken heads for Rossett as Ray and I head back to Chester with 70+ miles under the tyres.

CA

10th March 2016: Partington (brisk)

Arriving at Manley Mere café there was a good turnout of riders enjoying the spring weather and prospects of a dry day for cycling.
The brisk group today were joined by John Mills so Tom, John M, John W, Ray and Ivan set off and at the end of the drive turned right then first left onto Nortons Lane. This avoids either short climb while getting legs moving!! to Mouldsworth.
We were heading for Partington and we went via Kingsley Crowton to Acton Bridge. We crossed over the Weaver and along the lanes to Littleleigh and Comberbach. The pace was reasonable and John M had no problems and was enjoying the continuous cycling. Through Great Budworth to Bateheath we turned onto Cann Lane to High Leigh. We were riding on the B5159 that had recently been re-surfaced and it was an excellent road surface.  There is a bridge under the Bridgewater Canal controlled by lights on this road. It goes into a single carriageway and blind to oncoming traffic - you would be foolish to disregard these lights. There was also a nice looking inn here but we continue on to our booked inn.

Photographs by Ivan Davenport

We arrived at the Saracens Head pub and enjoyed our lunch. Back outside we decide on a photo call and it is suggested to focus on the local church instead of the pub!
Continuing the ride we pass through Dunham Massey and along the cycle way to the Swan with 2 Nicks where it is thought the mods were lunching, no bikes visible though so onwards we cycle.
My route had us on Hulsehath lane, which showed as a through route but as the second photo shows it is a dead end!! Turning round and taking several left turns we arrive at the opposite end of the lane showing the national road sign of a dead end lane!! Farmers’ deal we think. We skirt Great Budworth and at Comberbach head west to Higher Whitley and Frodsham.
Stopping at Costa Coffee John W and Tom decide to continue on to Chester so Ray, John M and I have a coffee (cheaper than MM). We also decide that a ride along the A56 rather than the uphill slog back to Manley is favourite and the three of us part our ways back at Mickle Trafford Greenway with a minimum distance of 69 miles for me.

ID

10th March 2016: Tatton Park (mod)

Some of the moderates were elsewhere, caravanning and skiing, for instance.  Steve Tan and Dave Matthews had ridden out, but couldn't take part. Sue Hubbard had also joined us for a coffee. There were seven moderates up for my proposed ride to Tatton Park: Brian Macca, Trevor, George, Mike McC, Andy, Paul and myself. We headed for Dutton Locks via New Pale. Trevor broke a spoke with his uphill efforts, and decided the sensible decision was to return home. Dark Lane, with its pretty cottages, plunged us down into Kingsley, and we exited along Roddy Lane. 

It was very pleasant cycling alongside the twinkling Weaver.  We ground up the bank to Willow Green, over the Trent and Mersey canal, and having crossed the A533 reached Frandley by the quiet Hall Lane. The little lanes west of Arley Hall are picturesque and peaceful, and amongst my favourites. Past Pennypleck House we crossed the runway of the old Royal Navy airfield. High Leigh was passed, and the two most vocal of the troops, i.e. Macca and Andy were becoming a little restless. " Dad, when are we stopping?" "Dad I'm hungry, when are we going to eat?" " Ten past one? Your kiddin' aren't you?!" So, we put the pedal to the metal a little, registering 18m.p.h. on the electronic board as we passed the new motorway link road site before Bucklow Hill. Soon we were winding into Rostherne with its lovely mere and old church, and then on to the Tatton Park entrance. 

Photographs by Brian MacDonald

Brian kindly took a picture of us outside The Hall, and then we headed to the Stables for lunch. Bang on time. Most of us were happy with our food, but Brian was understandably underwhelmed by his costly tart. Not for the first time in his life, I bet! We left at 14:07. My aim was to be back before 16:20. The route back was two miles or so shorter, and deliberately intended to be on quicker roads. We rode south past Tatton Mere, and touched Knutsford before heading west to Tabley Hill, Great Budworth, Comberbach and Little Leigh. 

I was tired when I started this ride, and the terrain ahead was likely to be quite demanding. Hard work up to Acton Bridge, a pleasant little lane through the hamlet of Onston, and then another hard grind up Norley Bank. George and I had both suffered with mud in our mudguards, and this seemed to be slowing me on the little uphill lane by the Tiger's Head. Although too many cakes and too many years may have had something to do with my Manchester United like energy levels. More up and down on the Delamere Big Dipper. Then one last climb past The Goshawk. Mike considerately accompanied me back. Paul and Macca had been off their bikes for a while recently, but you wouldn't have known it. 52 miles at a nice pace, a good workout and very agreeable company.          

DH

3rd March 2016: Elworth (brisk)

After an exciting holiday in New Zealand for nearly seven weeks the brisk group were again complete with Clive back in the saddle but a little bike rusty.  It was decided that we would have a local start from Meadow farm café at Mickle Trafford and head to Barthomley and the White Horse.

The route was via Tarvin and Oscroft passing Dave M’s house and Willington.  Passing Rose Farm and taking a left at Jim’s corner!! to Cotebrook.

The weather for today’s ride was expected to be wet but it was around 7˚C and felt warm with little wind. Clive was in front again pushing the pedals and enjoying being on his bike again and in no time we were riding along Wettenhall straight before the left turning for Minshull Vernon.  At Bradfield Green it was along Bradfield Road on the outskirts of Crewe.

We were headed for Winterley and then on to Barthomley when we decided that we would have a change to plan and have lunch at the Holly Bush Inn but on arrival - not open until 15:00 - so on to the Nags Head at Wheelock only to find this old pub now an Indian diner only open evenings thankfully.  We had a choice now of either Wetherspoons at Sandbach or the Fox Inn at Elworth and the democratic choice was the Fox.

Our distance was now 30+ miles and refreshments needed. It had also started to rain as we arrived at the pub but we did not get wet or cold.

Food and beverage served I expect many of you can guess the topic of conversation!!! – only 20 minutes on NZ but an interesting vote on where we stood on the vote for the opt in or out debate.

Leaving the Fox we headed through the lanes of Warmingham and back to Minshull Vernon. Spring is on the way with many hedgerows bursting into green leaf and the daffs and snowdrops all along the ride looking splendid.

At Alpraham John wanted to get back to Chester so left us to race along the A51 back to Chester.  Clive Tom and myself carried on to Eaton and Tarporley with a cross wind trying to blow us backwards.  At Hargrave we continue along Long Lane to Christleton and Mickle Trafford for a very enjoyable 52 mile ride for me but 60 + for the others.

ID

3rd March 2016: Shocklach (mod)

It was a cool wet start to the day as I made my way through the Country Park to the cafe at Alyn Waters, with the forecast for a warmer, brighter, day to follow. Queuing for coffee I realised I had left my money at home - thanks for the coffee Ray.
By 10:15 our numbers had swelled to seven.  No one had a route so I offered to lead a ride, which passed my home and headed to The Old Fire Station at Malpas, which was our chosen destination for lunch.
The group consisted of Jane, Liz D, Brian Macca, Mike McC, John, Ray and myself. We headed off through the Country Park over the River Alyn, towards LLay, and up a couple of short sharp hills that warmed us up.  At the main road past the Miners Institute we turned down Chapel Lane onto Dark Lane and then into Cobblers Lane where Mike picked up a puncture.
Soon repaired we now made our way to my house where Mike fully pumped up his bike tyre and I picked up some money while Brian borrowed a spare water bottle off me as his had been left behind.
Off once again, we left on Rosemary Lane to rejoin our route. A few minutes later Jane picked up a front wheel puncture.  This was soon fixed by Mike and Brian only for another short stop a few yards later to adjust a rubbing mudguard.  We now realised that we would not be able to reach Malpas for lunch so The Bull, at Shocklach, was chosen as the new venue. By this time the weather was starting to improve with drying roads and the odd glimpse of sunshine to lift our spirits.
Crossing over the main road in Rossett we made our way down Darland Lane, to join the B5102, and after passing the Griffin pub we turned right, crossing over the River Alyn, and carried on up the lanes to Borras before sweeping downhill into Holt and crossing over the river into Farndon. From Farndon we followed the B5069 for 4 miles to our lunch destination, The Bull.

Photograph by Brian MacDonald

As we were the only customers in the pub the drinks were served quickly and the food came in good time. This pub has been recently renovated, lovely and warm, and had a choice of four real ales and offered a reasonable choice of food.
Leaving Shocklach, we cycled back via Horton to Tilston where we turned left arriving at The Cock of Barton. Here we continued straight across the junction down Beaching Hall Lane to finally arrive at the White Horse in Churton. (This now sounds like a pub-crawl but we didn't stop!) At this juncture the group split with Ray and Mike heading back to Chester and the remainder carrying  on down Sibbersfield Lane back into Farndon.
We took the direct route back from Holt through Rossett before climbing up to LLay and back through the Country Park to the cafe.
Although the morning was quite eventful, the weather picked up and good ride of 43 miles (495m of ascent) was enjoyed on quite country roads.
KP

25th February 2016: Bangor-on-Dee (mod)

It was a cold and frosty morning as I met up with Jim and Dave H for the ride out to the Ice Cream Farm for this week's ride. We carefully made our way out of the village along icy roads before deciding against our usual route down via Martins Lane, opting for the safer Long Lane route instead.
There were 15 riders at the Ice Cream Farm and it was soon decided that there would be 2 groups. The moderate riders were happy to follow me on a 40 mile ride that would take us to lunch at the Buck Hotel at Bangor-on-Dee. Bryan announced that he was only on a short ride out and cited a new excuse that no one had heard before. He had 'been on holiday too long'!
We all set out together turning right along Newton Lane. When we reached the T-junction Bryan turned left on his solo ride home and the brisk group, who had managed to keep up with us until then (well done lads!), also turned left. That left 10 of us - Steve T, Steve H, Mike G, Mike McC, Dave H, David M, Jim, George, Chris and myself. I tried to lead our group to the right but as I turned out I hit a patch of ice and went down. Fortunately there was no damage to either the bike or me so we were soon on our way. I quickly had to rethink the early part of my route to avoid roads that would still be icy and in doing so inadvertently ended up leading us up Harthill. A climb usually avoided from the Tattenhall side.
We all made it to the top and from there we headed over the A534 and into (another) Long Lane. Passing Bickerton we eventually turned left into Old Coach Road and back on to my intended route. At No Man's Heath we crossed the A41 and turned up towards Malpas where we joined cycle route 70 and headed down Mastiff Lane. We soon turned left heading towards Lower Wych. Just before Tallarn Green we turned sharp left and headed towards Holly Bush before turning back towards Bangor-on-Dee.
The Buck Hotel has recently changed hands and has undergone a refurbishment. The black telephone box still stands in the rear foyer but the teapots that used to hang from the ceiling have gone. The whole place looks brighter though but the only criticism was that the new air-blade hand dryer in the men's toilets seems to have been installed by a 7ft giant. Ordinary sized mortals such as us could have done with a stool to stand on. The service however was excellent, as was the food, and the conversation flowed. The highlight of our lunch break was undoubtedly a rendition of Cilla Black's 'You're My World' by Dave H. The voice was so good you could almost believe Cilla was in the room. What a shame that 'Stars In Their Eyes' is not still on TV.
Our return route was less hilly than the morning's ride out. We retraced our route for about a mile before swinging left to Worthenbury and then on to Tilston and Stretton. We crossed back over the A534 at Barton and passed through Coddington and Chowley Oak before crossing back over the A41. A short run through Tattenhall brought us back to the Ice Cream Farm. The icy roads had disappeared after lunch. So too, unfortunately, had the sun but it had stayed dry for a very pleasant 40 mile round trip.

TC