I had low expectations: Reading is such a long way for the start of a ride and it's asking a lot for people to get up extra early to catch a train. Only a few hardcore C&M addicts would come, surely? But no - there was a veritable crowd of us at the quirky Gorge cafe, twelve of us including David W and Patrick who had cycled there. The rest of us came by a variety of trains.
It started badly. We set off along the beautiful Thames towpath: tarmac at first, then gravel, then rather slippery patches of mud, clogging a few mudguards. A short delay to scrape the mud, and we'd just made it to the road when Eric's pedal fell off. It seems that the bolt had come loose and fallen out sometime earlier. So Eric was forced to leave us, getting a new bolt fitted at Halfords but which subsequently came loose again, so he wisely decided to go home while he still had two pedals.
We climbed out of Tilehurst to Upper Basildon on the Berkshire Downs, through woodland and freshly harvested cornfields, enjoying wide views and quiet roads, until it was time to plummet down to Streatley and cross the Thames to Goring. By now we were running an hour later than I expected, so we decided to stop for lunch in Goring. We split into smaller groups in two different cafes: one got fast service, the other was still waiting to be served when the faster group had finished. But soon afterwards we were away after posing for one of Andy's timed photos with the camera precariously balanced on the other edge of the bridge, between the traffic and the deep blue Thames.
Goring is down in the valley, so it was up and away towards the Chilterns. After a few miles we emerged from a wood to a memorable few miles through cornfields, with panoramic views into the distance to left and right. With the wind behind us it was almost silent except for the oohs and aahs from happy cyclists.
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I decided to shorten the route back to Reading. This was a popular move, because the short cut was a delightful long descent almost all the way, interrupted only by another puncture (Martina this time) and then a short but brutal hill just as we thought we were nearly there. Back at the station, most went directly home, but a hardened few of us stayed for a station cup of tea, before getting trains just before 6pm.
I'm delighted that so many of you were able to enjoy the beautiful countryside beyond Reading, and that the rain was merely annoying (several very short showers that stopped by the time we had put waterproofs on!). Sorry that you weren't able to do the whole ride Eric. Thank you all for coming along and for your excellent company. Special thanks go to Andy for back marking, puncture assistance and the photos.