Club Ride Diary

Teamwork makes the route work

Teamwork makes the route work

An amazing ten riders set of on the ride in the wake of storm Claudia’s deluge. The autumn weather had been relatively kind but the inevitable change came with a vengeance. Considering the predictable disruption that the storm had caused, the Captain quizzed me about...

Every Claudia has a silver lining

Every Claudia has a silver lining

FIVE riders toook the elevated road out of the City, but the new Club Coach quickly realised he was in the wrong company and disappeared up the road to fulfil his need for speed. Storm Claudia had dumped a month's worth of rain on the county on Friday so it was...

Intelligence services save wet feet

Intelligence services save wet feet

A group of seven left on a dry day, but with damp roads for a flat parcours to Croome Park. A buzzard swooping on some road kill 50 yards in front of us was an impressive sight. What I now know is Marsh Road, towards Birtsmorton was like an impressive causeway across...

Taking Time To Reflect

Taking Time To Reflect

For some reason more riders arrived early in the Square today, on a day where the mild temperatures arrived but the forecast rain didn’t - well not until much later in the day. Some overnight rain had left damp patches here and there but overall the road surfaces were...

Aren’t we lucky?

Aren’t we lucky?

It was warm and pleasant, for November, as five of us departed the square on the Tempo ride, but we still moaned a bit about the slight chill as we rode through Highnam and Tiberton. The climb through Flaxley to Mitcheldean warmed us up, but the climb up Stenders had...

A Day to Remember

A Day to Remember

Remembrance Day and a short Intermediate pace loop coincided today so that the Club could be represented at the city's War Memorial for the Service of Remembrance. Accordingly a group set out on what became a rather brisk pace through Hempsted and Elmore, perhaps the...

Pleasantly tired legs

Pleasantly tired legs

Well three riders set off heading into the autumn glories of the Forest of Dean, especially with the lowish golden sun showing off the tree colours to their best effect. On the riding front all was pretty uneventful apart from the ride route trying to lead us astray...