The Tally Ho! in Barkway was the beginning and end of this ride for 9 Windmillers who set out around familiar lanes, at the later start time of 2.30pm which reflected the steadily longer days we now enjoy.
Maurice led the way followed by Alan, Charles, Graham (who all met up initially in Great Chishill, Nigel, Rod, Sandra, Jeremy and Martin. This is where we went:
Charles was in his element snapping away at every opportunity, and even has a rear facing camera to ensure there is no misbehaving going on behind him:
This was an uneventful, pleasant ride on quiet roads with only a Red Kite for company at one stage as it cruised alongside us urging us to speed up a bit. Could it have been the same bird that nicked a golf ball from the fairway of the 10th hole on Royston golf course recently, belonging to one of Rod’s friends, we wondered?
Charles and Alan peeled off at Barkway Golf Club leaving those stalwarts in the photo above to perch on stools in the Tally Ho! and swap stories in front of the roaring fire – a very good end to a very good ride.
Thanks to Maurice for planning the ride, absent Andrew for organising us and of course our photographer Charles.
2 replies on “Tally Ho! 20 miles”
Tally Ho derives from a 13th century French war cry, taille haut. “Taille” is the cutting edge of a sword and “haut” means ‘raised up’. So it means something like “Swords up” This might be useful when dealing with some of those brambles which stick out of hedges catching unwary riders sometimes.
Must remember my sword for spring (surely Charles has one?)
And I thought it was about fox hunting, but perhaps a sword did the final deed?