Wednesday 15 February - Ken's Ride from Brompton to Yarm
With introductions to Peter Trewby on his first ride complete we set off for Yarm. We hadn't gone a yard when BANG! with open jaws a hedgecutter sprang and our Leader was making a tell tale tic tic sound. The culprit, a large thorn, was sticking from (needless to say) the rear tyre, removal only resulted in a gentle hissing and our first enforced break. Peter quickly earned his mechanics cap ably assisted by all (some might say too many cooks).
A short while later Steve was brought to a halt by an obstinate mudguard. Undeterred we pressed on to Yarm where Liz found us a spot at Borelli's in a back street of the Town where we were able to sit outside. Steve quickly declared his breakfast bun as the finest panini he'd ever tasted. Meanwhile Carol set to work repairing the furniture, so it should be right for the next visit.
Making off again on the return journey our Leader set off with Peter and yours truly in hot pursuit deaf to the cries of Liz shouting RIGHT. We got as far as Tescos before Ken spotted his error and hastily delegated the task of getting us back on track to Liz. 180 degrees out we all agreed was a mere trifle.
Steve finally resolved his mudguard problem by dropping his bike so all was well as we struck out for home. As we rode across open countryside the sun broke through revealing fine views and the descent towards Brompton.
Marks ride from Thirsk to Bouroghbridge on Sunday 19th Feb
I turned up at the clock in the market place at ten to ten and there was no one there, damn I thought wrong day!! Actually they were all having a coffee in a nearby café, a really good idea. On the Saturday the weather was cold and windy but Sunday was a nearly perfect day with perfect blue sky and a gentle breeze.
We set off for Coxwold and got there nearly at the same time. Anth ahead of us had his chain wrapped around his frame. Despite being mechanic of the year ( I think more sarcastic than real) I was warned to stay clear, and not help, there were lots of helpers anyway.
Ten of us set off a little early to get to Boroughbridge for lunch via Husthwaite and the others would catch us up. I deliberately cycled slowly to give the others time to catch up, they never did and when we got to Bouroghbridge they were all in the café eating lunch, and we cycled slowly for them!! We had to split there for eating but our café was excellent. Paul said I took a wrong turning but I have two points:- 1 I was leading and therefore I had to go the right way, how dare he say I went the wrong way! and, 2 I can show him the map, we did go the right way.
After lunch we had a lovely ride back through Ripon, Wath, Melmerby and then Topcliffe. Seven of the hardy souls left us to cycle back to Northallerton, and the weedies cycled to Thirsk. My estimate of the distance, 40 miles, turned out to be a little inaccurate, and we cycled 50 miles. It was a good ride and I enjoyed myself very much. In future I will always put “ish” after my distances to avoid being hanged afterwards.