The Valedictory Ride
Farewell to the wise one with the white knee band and black dread lock
Farewell to the wise one with the white knee band and black dread lock
Author: Jeff
Monday, 31 January 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011 Au Revoir K-B
Today I was short of energy especially on the uphill stretches so this is a report from the distant rear.
For reasons that may be obvious, I won't name the nameless one but he did lead two from Cheam. The infamous you know what was draped in black so it must have been cold; the sun though out making little impact. Our route was an obvious one though why we went round the back of Waitrose in Banstead escaped me. Up to Chipstead and along carried us back to the A217 and the long plunge into Reigate. At the other end of Lonesome Lane lay 11s round the corner from Planet Sweet but affiliated.
A magnificent seven rode west towards Charlwood but not before an M-reg BMW lowlife threw something at Peter the Large; naturally it disappeared rapidly when confrontation seemed possible. Over the hills we went to Newdigate which was entered beside the church. At the Weare Street turn-out the road was blocked by three police cars and two ambulances. They let us through; a figure in shock lay on the right hand verge and covered in foil so little more can be said.
The Scarlett Arms was crowded apart from one room heated by four candles but plenty of room for us. Most settled for the Starter menu and extended banter with the waitress. Across the road the big boys' toys are gone replaced by far less interesting carbon fibre so still a racing concern.
After odd patches of ice in the morning, no chances were taken on the return. A29 and A24 got us to Dorking Town Centre and Denbies where Ed was waiting.
For reasons that may be obvious, I won't name the nameless one but he did lead two from Cheam. The infamous you know what was draped in black so it must have been cold; the sun though out making little impact. Our route was an obvious one though why we went round the back of Waitrose in Banstead escaped me. Up to Chipstead and along carried us back to the A217 and the long plunge into Reigate. At the other end of Lonesome Lane lay 11s round the corner from Planet Sweet but affiliated.
A magnificent seven rode west towards Charlwood but not before an M-reg BMW lowlife threw something at Peter the Large; naturally it disappeared rapidly when confrontation seemed possible. Over the hills we went to Newdigate which was entered beside the church. At the Weare Street turn-out the road was blocked by three police cars and two ambulances. They let us through; a figure in shock lay on the right hand verge and covered in foil so little more can be said.
The Scarlett Arms was crowded apart from one room heated by four candles but plenty of room for us. Most settled for the Starter menu and extended banter with the waitress. Across the road the big boys' toys are gone replaced by far less interesting carbon fibre so still a racing concern.
After odd patches of ice in the morning, no chances were taken on the return. A29 and A24 got us to Dorking Town Centre and Denbies where Ed was waiting.
Author: Anonymous
1 Comment:
mike morley 31 January 2011 at 21:31 GMT
I realize Raasay that not only were you out of breath but you did not even mention stalwarts like JT, TL Pete Heinz Baked Beans and others worthy rider's in your report and had I not seen the "Black Flash" himself I would never have known you were referring to L3.L6 of FNRttC etc fame. Never the less thanks to JT and your suggestion that I should make my way to the VTTA lunch via "Worth Way" but it was very "Worth" while! If you link to kprc.org.uk you can see the C&M/MWW "Worthy" winners!
Sunday, 30 January 2011
Report from Pam
The four of us, Irene, Alan, Tony and myself had a real nice day cycling around the Berkshire countryside. We made our way to Dorney Walled Garden for our 11s's, then to Jealotts Hill, the New Leathern Bottle for lunch - a HUGE baguette and then tea at Irene's! What a treat to see the sun to-day! Not too many miles for me but I believe Tony was somewhere between 60+70! Pam :)
Author: Pete
Monday, 24 January 2011
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Sunday 23rd January 2011
For a crow this was less than thirty miles but I stretched it to just over fifty. A call late on Saturday reminded me that Addlestone didn't officially open until 11 (actually 1035) so eight of us including two newbies went on a tour of the Royal Borough. We inspected Surbiton's Alpha Road (still? the roughest place in town) followed by roads more befitting its Victorian tag of "Queen of the Suburbs" - now disputed by Ealing of all places! After the site of Gorbachev's last burger we climbed up to the Esher crossroad and descended past Sandown. Here Francoise performed a puncture with quadruple chain twist! 45minutes later the Humphreys were pointed in the direction of Esher station, and the blackened Ed and Ian were ready to continue. Naturally my hasty revised route could be discarded and the quickest way to Addlestone saw us arrive by 11 despite closed gates at the station.
Suitably refreshed around 20 willing souls now cycled onto Liberty Lane (you can guess the rest) and into Burrowhill. Here excessive chattering in the ranks was rewarded with (a not so) Steep Hill. I was relieved to discover that there is still a footpath in Poplar Avenue Windlesham so we rode into South Ascot across (not on) the A30. An oddly named Dry Arch Lane opened the door to Sunningdale and the Nag's Head dead on one o'clock. The menu stretched to one item - pizza (divers toppings) served one at a time at six minutes intervals. Not a problem and one hour later we were on our way to Blacknest gate and soon slaloming through the Sunday hordes to Savill Gardens. Prune Hill and Thorpe Green (via Hurst Lane) kept them guessing but in Lyne I punctured so the ladies were commanded to lead the flock to a revised teastop, the Riverhouse Gallery Walton. At Walton Bridge something caused the flock to scatter unexpectedly - silly sheep; no fault of the shepherds (I was later informed). Nine (eventually) lingered until closing time at the new venue (you know who's only complaint was the size of the cups).
Postscript from Francoise and Frank
We managed to ride back home via Hampton Court admittingly in a leisurely way. THANKS to Ed and Ian for their heroic efforts at trying to fix the problems and to everyone who so patiently waited for us.
Suitably refreshed around 20 willing souls now cycled onto Liberty Lane (you can guess the rest) and into Burrowhill. Here excessive chattering in the ranks was rewarded with (a not so) Steep Hill. I was relieved to discover that there is still a footpath in Poplar Avenue Windlesham so we rode into South Ascot across (not on) the A30. An oddly named Dry Arch Lane opened the door to Sunningdale and the Nag's Head dead on one o'clock. The menu stretched to one item - pizza (divers toppings) served one at a time at six minutes intervals. Not a problem and one hour later we were on our way to Blacknest gate and soon slaloming through the Sunday hordes to Savill Gardens. Prune Hill and Thorpe Green (via Hurst Lane) kept them guessing but in Lyne I punctured so the ladies were commanded to lead the flock to a revised teastop, the Riverhouse Gallery Walton. At Walton Bridge something caused the flock to scatter unexpectedly - silly sheep; no fault of the shepherds (I was later informed). Nine (eventually) lingered until closing time at the new venue (you know who's only complaint was the size of the cups).
Postscript from Francoise and Frank
We managed to ride back home via Hampton Court admittingly in a leisurely way. THANKS to Ed and Ian for their heroic efforts at trying to fix the problems and to everyone who so patiently waited for us.
Author: Anonymous
2 Comments:
Pete 24 January 2011 at 09:30 GMT
What was the names of the two newbies?
Jeff 24 January 2011 at 10:57 GMT
Pete
I wrote down the name of one: Andrew French.
The other I don't know; he was waiting outside Tesco, but Pam can confirm his first name. Was it Naveed?
Jeff
Friday, 21 January 2011
Thursday, 20 January 2011
Sunday, 16 January
Oxted and Wasp Green
Graham, John G, Keith, Andrew and I set off from North Cheam on a windy day, heading for Oxted. We followed a route that I had set up on my Garmin sat-nav through Banstead, Chipstead, Woldingham and on to Morrisons. The
re we met Mike Morley, Ian Appleton and Jeff. There was now an unscheduled Dr Bike session, as Mike M's rear mech. cable had given up the unequal struggle en route. For some reason, despite encouragement, he was unwilling to spend the rest of the day on the smallest sprocket. Ian produced a suitable cable from his horn of plenty and Mike then carried out the necessary embroidery.Andrew and Mike F left us here as we set off for the Bell at Outwood on some lovely, quiet country lanes. We bypassed Old Oxted via Woodhurst Lane and Spring Lane to go through Crowhurst, Blindley Heath, and Horne to find the Bell very crowded with nowhere to sit. A unanimous decision took us swiftly to the much more welcoming nearby Castle at Wasp Green. After lunch, the group decided to forego the temptations of Annie's ample welcome and part company, with each taking his own way to try and reach home before dark.
Paul
Paul
Author: Jeff
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