Setting out from Henham, it was a decidedly chilly 1°C. This may not have been our coldest outing (undoubtedly that was last January when for the entire morning it remained several degrees below), but reason enough for Victor to leave his shorts in the drawer.
So it was that ten* hardy Windmillers pedalled away from The Cock Inn, well wrapped against the cold. It should have been a fifteen-strong turnout but for five sheepish excuses received, all with dog-ate-my-homework themes. Some credence, however, was given to Charles’ account of being unable to start his car, and he at least went to the trouble of sending a photograph. As for the others, we await sick notes.
Graham’s route was scenic and free of traffic, with many a quiet lane, one muddy track and a very welcome coffee stop at the Blue Egg. But given the cold, no one was willing to remove a glove (certainly not Brian, who was wearing three pairs) and take a photograph. Alas, dear reader, you will have to make do with Charles’ mugshot above and the map below.
Otherwise, there’s not much to report: no punctures, nobody fell off and it wasn’t anybody’s birthday so, sadly, we all had to buy our own beer, and we enjoyed a hearty lunch back at The Cock.
Thanks go to Graham for planning the day and leading the ride.
* The turnout was: Alan, Brian, Deborah, Graham, Howard, Neil, Nigel, Rod, Tom and Victor. Well done, all.
The Windmill Cycle Club 