‘Twas the second day after Christmas – which probably explained the low turnout; there were just five Windmillers on Thursday morning’s ride.
Maurice had picked a new venue – The Three Hills, Bartlow – as our starting point. Joining him were Sandra, Graham and Julia (both had cycled from Ickleton) and Brian, who turned up on a particularly muddy bike, having taken an off-road route from Great Shelford.
Setting off towards Castle Camps and, with hardly a mile gone, Brian pulled up with a puncture; a thorn in the tyre, no doubt a result of his off-road escapades. But this was soon fixed and we were on the road again.
An uneventful seventeen miles further on and we pulled in for coffee and biscuits – remarkable value at £1 per head – at the Red Lion, Great Wratting.
Back on the bikes we made short work of the return leg to Bartlow.
Weather-wise, it had been an unusual outing; starting warm (for the time of year) but ending decidedly colder – so we were glad to tumble back into the cosy bar at The Three Hills, something of a gastro-pub, where we enjoyed a fine lunch washed down with a few pints of Woodforde’s Tinsel Toes.
Thanks, as ever, to Maurice for picking the venue, mapping the route and leading the way. Thanks too, to Sandra, who deputised for Andrew as communications manager.