News that I was leading today's ride at short notice obviously hadn't reached Andy, Niall, Pam, Liz, Christina, Keith, Tony, Ann and Graham, who before they turned up, completely unsuspecting, at old C & M favourite, the Golden Cafe, Addlestone, expecting a properly-led ride! Gina had even made a heroic, train-assisted effort to join us at the start.

To their credit, they hid their disappointment well when they discovered the horrible truth, and only Graham actually turned for home. For the rest of the group it was the usual shambolic performance from me. I had the idea that if we rode straight into the rather strong headwind, it would likely take us in roughly the right direction to start with, then we could ask a passer-by for directions. I duly wetted a finger, and held up in the air, and we were away! Some places we passed through looked vaguely familiar, and, at some length, after a pointless slog up yet another unnecessary climb, a sign told us we were at Windsor Great Park. At last, at the top of another rise, a spectacular panoramic view of Slough opened up to our right. By good luck, as I admired the cooling towers, I noticed what I could just make out what I thought was Windsor Castle hidden in the foreground. That was the signal for us to alter our bearing slightly to the north, and head downhill, and, by some miracle, we arrived at the Cinnamon Cafe just after 1.00pm!


After nerves had been settled, and giant buns and copious jacket potatoes had been consumed all round, it was time to head for home. Questioned about the return route and likely refreshment stop, I tried to be vague. Not surprising since my idea this time was to try to keep the wind behind us all the while, and hope we ended up in the right general area. Don't try this at home, dear reader, but the trick worked for me once again, and, after some time had elapsed, we found ourselves, as if by magic, at Shepperton Lock. I'm not one for riding my luck, and beat a hasty retreat before I could do any more damage, leaving the others to recover, and revive themselves over tea and cakes.
The moral of this tale - it's best never to join a ride led by me, but, at all costs, avoid riding with me on a calm day! Many thanks to all for putting up with it, and for their company, and thanks to Andy C for very patiently back-marking all day.
Author: David W
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Tony 27 May 2025 at 10:38 BST
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