The disappearing President.

The Club President has a reputation for disappearing and riding his own ride, but today he assured me that he would stay with the group.  While I was suspicious that this may be a politician’s promise, I was rather surprised when he left us in Maisemore.  The...

Stunning autumn colours

A bright morning, with stunning autumn colours on the trees made for a very enjoyable ride. Some tough hills in the morning were followed by the great descent of the White Way into Cirencester. Good to see two riders take advantage of the option to change rides at...

The ride of the falling leaves

With a bright, but cold forecast, it felt like winter had arrived. However, some of us thought the dry conditions would be suitable for a last outing for the summer bikes, although this proved to be foolish. The fastr riders chose to join the tempo group, and I had...
Bird strike on the way to the Vintage Birdcage

Bird strike on the way to the Vintage Birdcage

The ride started with glancing blow on the shoulder from a seagull in Southgate Street. Although there was a flurry of feathers, the gull continued to gain altitude, and I remained on my bike, so I conclude that this was only an inconvenience. Another inconvenience...

A punishing sequence of forest climbs

A cold but dry morning had eight riders leave the Square on the tempo ride to Hopewell Colliery. We were obviously too slow for one rider, who left us at the Highnam roundabout. Reported floods at Lower Ley meant we used the A48 to Northwood Green. It was here that a...