Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Sunday 25th March 2012

Sunday the 25th turned out very Sunny but with a chill and cold wind.
A good group met at Kingston bridge with 2 new members , actually some friends of mine from a group I ride with on Friday's.
Off through Bushy park and Hampton, Upper Halfford and onto Nottcuts at Laleham for 11's. Where there was already a group tucking into 11's. There were some late arrivals due to late night Barn dancing the previous night! Notably Irene who cycled all the way from Staines and still arrived late! Jeff covered in sweat arrived just before the off.
Up through Staines (where Janice added some additional clothing!) and Wraysbury to Datchet and the Ditton road lead us to Mayors farm road along side the M4(a few mutterings from some meant I made a mental note not to use this road in future). On to Colnbrook and left into Sutton lane and then a left right into Sutton lane, Hollow hill lane and across Langley park road into Trenches lane and a pit stop for the leader while the group went off the wrong way. (snigger) Back on course up Billet lane and a sharp left lead us into the grounds of Langley park for a photo call by the stables and a video, I think, as we road the long drive that leads to the Uxbridge road. This was crossed at speed and into Black park road, Rowley lane an right into Framewood road. At Fulmer village we turned right into Alderbourne lane lane and a small climb up to Pinewood Road, a small detour through an estate lead us to the Crooked Billet for lunch in glorious sunshine. Food was good and were quickly served, needless to say some had sandwiches.
Then off down Wood Lane, a nice descent down to Iver and Langely Park Road, Iver High Street and right into old Mill Lane, Packet Boat Lane, right into Cowley High Street and left into Falling Lane then some off road through Stockley Park and onto the Grand Union Canal to Southall and Norwood greed, through Osterley Park to afternoon tea at the Wyevale Garden Centre, Osterley. Then a long cycle home for me, about a mile and a half with loose handlebars.
My first lead for C&M and I enjoyed the day, barely 50 miles for me.

Sunday 25 March 2012

Laleham - Iver Heath - Osterley

Lunch at the Crooked Billet. The sun was not a warm as it looks

A brief halt in Langley Park while Andy goes ahead to set up the cameras

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Sunday 18th March 2012

Yesterday's final 7km of the Milano - SanRemo one day classic can be found here:
The race,first of the season's classics is 180 miles and takes in the coast road for much of the race with diversions inland to tackle a hill or two.
Mark Cavendish was dropped 100km from the finish and described it as "the worst day of my career".

Sunday 18 March 2012

Steve's official party from North Cheam numbered but four. However 18 reached an Ockham Bites bathed in warm sunshine (nb places exposed to the fresh northerly breeze were noticeably cooler).

Sixteen (no Alan, no Bob) took a brief detour onto Wisley aerodrome(the word's not dead just yet!) then continued to Ripley. We were now on the Olympic road race course in reverse until a left at the Seven Stars. After heavily trafficed Send and Old Woking, relief came in the form of Westfield, Sutton Green and Jacob's Well. Escaping from the A320 as soon as possible, we re-approached it after a brief study of some of Guildford's social housing. Unexpectedly on Mothers' Day there was room at the Row Barge but it was only 1215; roast of the day  (child or adult portion) being the choice. Forecast rain amounted to no more than a few drops during lunch so passed unnoticed by the ten non-members of  the Sandwich Brigade.
Unusually alongside Stoke Park and through Burpham's estates got us to the A3 cycle path. After a right  at Burnt Common and Hungry Hill, the surprise was the ascent of a rather greasy Green Lane West. After the Drift climb and the long drag to the Douglas Haig, there was the Vineries for our final stop. Home just after five and 50 modest miles.  

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Sunday 11th March 2012

Spring has sprung

Headley Tea Room where the beverage will set you back the princely sum of 75p
Open until 4pm Sundays

Monday, March 12, 2012

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Barn Dance and Annual Prize Presentation

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Don't forget to get your ticket for a great night out with lots of good food and entertainment all for £15. This is the highlight of the year for the South West London DA CTC member group and tickets can be obtained from the organisers Simon & Jen Mitchell, any committee member, Mike Morley on 01737 816160 or from your rides secretary. Please support this social event and prize presentation.

Hilly 50 Finish

Having done there admirable work of administration Ed and Graham oversee the finish along with Mark.

The delightful "G" looking very refreshed after ascending Friday Street.

Later Marik repairing puncture near Hoe Lane

Finally "G" and me at the finish (Photo by Merick). It was a great day and despite my gears playing up I managed White Down without bottom gear! What it must be like to be young again.
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Start of the Hilly 50

Graham, Jake & Terry and Irene organising the signing on. Numbers were down this year due to a clash with the FNRttC but never the less a good turnout and excellent conditions compared to mosy years. Quickest time approx 1hr. 51mins by and Epsom CC rider!

Well done Ed for organising and marshalling. Ray seen here smiling as usual. He was on schedule to beat MM by over 10mins untill he went onto auto-pilot and strait over Ranmore at top of White Down as if he was going home via Fetcham!
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Wednesday, March 07, 2012

Sunday, 4 March 2012

Reigate - Edenbridge - Annie's

After snow and ice, steady rain was quite welcome, though not to all. A flippered trio including Stephanie and Daniel made it to Mere Pond at Walton-on-the-Hill. We sheltered awhile in the bus-shelter, decided that prospective newcomer Graham had been discouraged by the weather, and headed South via Pebble Coombe to Betchworth, Wonham, Trumpets Hill, Flanchford and Park Lane (not that one) for an early mug of tea at Morrisons of Reigate. Here we were joined by gently steaming Andy and Terry.

Now I had to break the news that on my earlier recce, the manageress of the Royal Oak at Crockham Hill had made it abundantly clear that we would not be welcome for lunch on Sunday; the pub was too small, fully booked, standing room only, cyclists 'personae non gratae' and most definitely not welcome. Lunch would therefore be pot luck at the uninspected Four Elms Inn.

We recaped and set off Stephless for Redhill via Reigate Cemetery, then past Redstone Cemetery on Philanthropic Road to meet the M23 near Nutfield. Two farm tracks past Henshaw Farm and Cuckseys Farm led us up to Tilburstow, then down again, before heading westward towards Hurst Green. The rain was not heavy but unrelenting and it took some discipline to cycle past the siren charms of the Haycutter Inn. After Hurst Green it was Itchingwood Common and Swaynesland Road to the bottom of Crockham Hill. We briefly considered Trevereux Hill to the Carpenters Arms, but decided to save that for more clement times. So it was across the B2026 to pass near Westerham Brewery to the Four Elms Inn. Lights on, looked inviting, sign said: 'Opening Soon'. Unfortunately, not today! Another pub that doesn't want us!

Andy decided to break open his sandwiches, while the rest of us headed for the Swan at Edenbridge. Here at least we found a warm welcome with food and drink and a roast for Daniel. A mobile signal alerted Andy, who joined us for a lengthy sojourn. Terry took off while the rest tried without much success to dry out in front of the log fire. Eventually we braced up to the rain again and passed Staffhurst, Tilburstow and Bletchingley.

On the way down to Merstham we lost Daniel for a while, fortunately unharmed as he alarmingly unshipped the chain on his fixed wheel Touché. We regrouped and took comfort in the warm bosom of Annie's, where Andy was beginning to lose contact with his feet. Fortified by tea and cake at a tea stop rather later than usual, we headed off into the murky gloom to find our way home. Others will have enjoyed more than my drought-busting 52 miles.