Scene September 2020 HULL THURSDAY Road Club

Bearded Vulture: See page 7 for an unforgettable off-road adventure in the Peak District with Geoff & Angie Rawson

The road up Loch Tuath:

Dave Millson’s three day adventure on the Isle of Mull, page 4

The Church at Huggate

John Ulyatt’s Geriatric Jaunts report page 12: 634-5789 / WILSON PICKETT

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Letter from the editor

Some lovely social on and off-road ride reports this month. Check out a couple of great Pit Stop recommendations amongst the reports. TT report, the daily commute and a blast from the past. Enjoy   Front Page: Bearded Vulture, Three days on Mull and Huggate Church  TT Scene:  Muddy Scene: Three Days of Mull, Bearded Vulture  Social Scene: Thursday on Thursday, Gerries rides, The Daily Grind  Back Page: Blast from the Past: Golden Jubilee Dinner 1959

Thank you to Shirley Sutton, Chris Devaney, Dave Millson, Geoff Rawson, Phil McCormick, John Ulyatt, Lee Coulson and Pete Ledaine for contributing to this month’s newsletter. And to Neil Dean for proofing, prepping and printing the hard copies and to Ron Kirk for delivering various Scenes.

Please can you send contributions for October as soon as possible October 21st deadline. Amanda Dean, Scene Editor, [email protected]

Feedback from August Scene: Shirley Sutton

I read with interest about Beryl Burton. I was once in a TT with her organised by Wheelers - she won of course and I came 115th. We stayed at the same B&B in Goole the night before, Denise was 4 years old. I was with Bradford Racing Club in those days, before I met Victor. I am 85 now and don't remember much from the past only now and again. I do remember going to York for Time Trials starting at 6am. Had something in the dining room for breakfast and coming back to the B&B for a proper breakfast after the event. I was their Racing Secretary organising the event at the time. How I did it I do not know!!! I seem to remember a C. J. Fox Memorial Race under the B.L.R.C. rules which I organised. Only the old men will remember any of these.

Ask some of the older members if they remember doing the Time Trials at York. Or the road races under B.L.R.C. rules. This was before British Cycling. I seem to remember the British League of Racing Cyclists was formed to provide Road Racing events. 1942 I think was the year when it was formed. Wikipedia mentioned several riders from Bradford: C.J. Fox, Geoff Clark (he had a bike shop, I think it went to Mapplebecks after him) and W. W. Greaves. It’s worth looking on Wikipedia, there is plenty to use there I reckon for the oldies and younger members who do not realise the history of the road racing scene.

If anyone would to read up on Vic, this is a good link: https://www.cyclinglegends.co.uk/index.php/features/big-reads/71-vic- sutton?highlight=WyJ2aWMiLCJzdXR0b24iLCJzdXR0b24ncyIsInZpYyBzdXR0b24iXQ==

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Seacroft Wheelers 10 (6/9/2020): Chris Devaney

I finally managed to pin on (slide into a pocket) a number for the first time since the cyclocross in March at Seacroft Wheeler’s 10 at Bubwith in early September. The course is different to the club TT course, and starts through Bubwith past the leisure centre, and heads towards Selby, negotiating two roundabouts, and then retracing its path.

Not only was it the first time I’d pinned a number on for 6 months, but I hadn’t even taken the tags off my new club skinsuit, and the first time I’d raced my new TT bike.

At the two mile mark the heavens opened and the bike and skinsuit got absolutely drenched; by mile 3 the rain had stopped and there was no sign it had even rained a short way down the course. The roads were grippy, and there was a lot of traffic (I had to unclip at two of the three roundabouts), and the only place where the wind seemed to offer any help was a short stretch between roundabouts.

Disappointed with my time (and that the new bike got drenched and grafted!), but a race is a race at this point in time, so thanks to Seacroft for organising. They have another end of season TT at the start of October too, entry through CTT if you fancy one last blast.

VTTA 10 - V714 (19/9/2020)

Another well-known course for the VTTA event. A strong easterly wind made the out leg particularly fast, but with the nagging mental torture of knowing I’d have to plough through it on the way back in.

On the start line, the CRC rider behind me commented on how smart the club’s new kit and skinsuits looked – I was secretly hoping they were fast as well as smart! It was nice to spot a few other HTRC members racing too.

The out leg was super-fast – I even managed to get a couple of top 10s on Strava (a very rare occurrence for me), but had been bumped down to the low teens by the time the whole field had finished. As predicted, riding back towards Gilberdyke was like riding through treacle. I was two minutes slower for the second five miles than for the first half of the race, but managed a small course PB, so couldn’t complain too much.

Another well-organised and very well-attended event, and in the future I’d like to do a few more VTTA races. Email: [email protected] Page 3 of 16 Website: www.htrc.co.uk

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Three Days of Mull: Dave Millson

Day 1 The original plan to spend a few days gravel bike-packing up and around the Kintyre Peninsula were shelved for another time due to the logistical challenges of ferries, campsites, and shops impacted by Covid. So, we had now found ourselves eating a full Scottish breakfast in Oban Weatherspoon’s after a night in my mate Richie’s campervan on the harbour front. With no on-board ship refreshments, we took full advantage of the ‘free top-ups’ of tea before the 45-minute sail to Craignure on the South Eastern corner of Mull. We had decided to go soft and glamp in a shepherd’s Oban Harbour looking out towards Mull hut at a campsite above Tobermory which was the direction we were heading, along the single-track main road up the eastern edge of the island. Too early to get in our digs, we parked up a few miles out of Tobermory for an off-road gravel ride along forest and coastal tracks to Ardmore Point before heading south along Loch Frisha. As soon as we got out of the van, circling above was a family of sea eagles. They have made Mull their home since reintroduction, these fantastic birds usually hunt fish and small animals but seemed to be more interested in the nearby tip, fighting for scraps with the local ravens. We saddled up and followed a lovely four-wheel drive track which descended to a single-track path which, trickily, weaved its way down to the sea. We were treated to views across the Sound of Mull to Ardnamurchan Point, the most westerly part of mainland Britain. Back on the larger track, which hugged the coast, it climbed and descended until meeting a single-track metalled road to Glengorm Castle and a lovely tearoom. Shops, cafes, and pubs are scarce in those parts so pass them by at your own peril! Refuelled and refreshed we took a large gravel track up and over the moorland before linking Deep Gravel, view of Ardnamurchan Point another good track that ran parallel with the stunning Loch Frisha for about five miles to Glen Aros. The going was now quick and easy on a gradual downhill gradient, unfortunately the sunshine was exchanged for some light drizzle so light showerproof jackets were put on. By the time we reached the metalled road at Glen Aros the light drizzle had turned heavy and the hard-packed gravel under our tyres now a stream. Thoughts of finding some more off road were exchanged for a head down ten-mile pedal along the road we had driven earlier in the day to Tobermory; at least we could dry ourselves and kit in the homely shepherd’s hut once we got back.

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Day 2 Rising from not the best night’s kip on a rather thin and small bed, and an evening taking advantage of Rishi Sunak’s ‘Eat Out to Help Out’ down at The Mishnish Hotel, looking outside the weather was favourable for an adventure on a suspect track through a forest and over a moorland. After tea, porridge, a full Scottish and some more tea we packed our butties and headed out for the day. Following the road to the top of Loch Frisha we took a track on the opposite side of the valley from the previous day. A good wide track took us to a high Deer Gate at the edge of ‘Bog’ forest. The riding started well on the soft pine needle covered track before signs of what was beyond started to show themselves. A little muddy patch here and there, eventually deep enough to stop our skinny 34mm knobbly tyre wheels from turning so a push, skip and a hop ensued. As we moved slowly further into the dark forest, we were sinking deeper into boggy sections ‘Bog’ Forest eventually Richie was swallowed up to his knees! As hilarious as it was for me (stay there while I get a photo) the only way we were getting out the far side was to hack through the trees parallel with the track. Covered in twigs we made it to the open shrub and on to the moor for some part bike part push out of one valley and into the next. I love a map but sometimes it’s a lucky dip with what the quality of a track is going to be like, especially in Scotland where they don’t distinguish between a footpath or bridleway because every track is a right of way. The good looking double lined track on the map turned out to be a deep tuft moorland grass trek It looked great on the map! following the edge of another forest. Thankfully, this only lasted a couple of kms before joining an in-use forestry track, which, after dodging some rather large tree felling machinery, descended to the valley road. Richie knew of a shop/café up the valley in Dervaig where we could refuel before taking on Dervaig Hill - a superb hairpin road climb to join our next off-road track just over the summit. This track (according to OS) would link us up with another from the previous day to the north coast. Once we had reached the point of no return, we arrived at a bridge over a small ravine which had been fenced off due to the big hole in the middle of it! With the prospect of a long ride back the way we came we took our chances and tentatively carried our bikes across Bear Grylls style! We were soon riding towards Glengorm Castle and the ‘lovely tearoom, would be rude not to stop again”. A short ride along the road took us back to our shepherd’s hut to freshen up and out for another night down The Mishnish Hotel.

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Day 3 A day on the road. Mull’s ‘main’ road system is basically a figure of eight with each loop about fifty hilly miles. We had changed our thin knobblies for some slick road tyres and set off over two passes to Dervaig before turning south east into a block head wind down Glen Aros. It was hard going but the stunning scenery helped to distract us during the slog to the water’s edge of the relatively sheltered Sound of Mull. The road continued along the coast to Salen, we kept our peepers open as this is prime otter habitat. I think the wind, or the pending torrential The long and winding road rain, had kept them in their holts as we did not spot any. We did spot two cafes in Salen and chose the one with an outdoor area for sitting and parking our bikes. Taking the Mull coast to coast road three miles later we arrived at the foreboding Loch na Keal on the west where the road split and we turned north. As the road followed the coast rising and falling, we had to stop and push, Mull’s highways’ department were resurfacing a section of the one and only road along the island’s western edge. Luckily for us the rain had arrived and was cooling the tar enough for us to soon remount and continue on our way. To our left we could see across Loch Tuath to the small island of Ulva, as we pedalled further around the coast the Loch opened out into the Atlantic. The road steepened and wound its way higher to a summit where there were amazing views of Tiree and Coll. It had the feeling of being on a mountain only with views straight down to the sea. Now it was downhill across the moorland where the road hugged the sea cliff edge and dropped steeply to Calgary Bay; which justifiably claimed to be one of the most beautiful beaches in Scotland. Wild camping is allowed here so there were some basic communal facilities, disappointingly for us the beach café was all shut up. It had now brightened up, Dervaig was about ten miles and a small pass away, so we cracked on and within the hour we were once again sat drinking tea and munching a selection of local treats outside Dervaig Post Office and Store. A little later we were once again cranking out of the village up the hairpins of Dervaig Hill with just one more major climb to go before a gentle descent back to the campsite. Our total elevation gain for the day was 4285ft over the 50 miles. That evening, whilst tucking into the dips and poppadum’s in The Spice of Mull, we reminisced about the great variety of riding that a small island could offer, before one last visit to The Mishnish Hotel and one (or two) for the road!

Colourful Tobermory

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Bearded Vulture (Lammergeier) – Geoff Rawson

A few weeks of not doing anything on our mountain bikes plus a week of road riding everyday led us to decide to have an MTB day in the Peak District.

After a lazy start we didn’t get to Ladybower reservoir until 11.30, well it hardly matters with hours and hours of daylight still to be had. The car parks were all full but we did eventually find a spot. A lot more people about due to travel restrictions forcing tourist to realise you don’t have to fly half way round the world to find beauty and stunning scenery; it’s on your doorstep or local area.

As we cycled passed the iconic lower dam, where famously the “Dambusters” prepared for their deadly assault on the dams of Nazi Germany, it was a challenge to get past all the families walking, also unusually lots and lots (and I mean lots) of heavily camouflaged photographers with long lens digital cameras, binoculars, and big backpacks bulging with extra equipment. Ohh!! What’s going on, there must be a woodpecker or a new sparrow somewhere close?

6km of hot and sunny fire road tracks got us far away from the crowds and to the start of the good stuff. Cycling through the still icy cold waters of a small river that feeds into the reservoirs was refreshing on hot feet.

Nodding to the only two other people around, two other mountain bikers, we set off up the muddy technical stuff as we headed uphill on single tracks towards Langsett.

The two young MTBers we had passed obviously felt that their male pride had been insulted by being dropped by a woman and an older guy, and came crashing and bumping passed us on a very steep bit at which point I asked all right lads, been far? 20 km they said. I then informed them my wife and I have already cycled 326 miles this week so our legs feel a bit tired. How their faces fell.

More climbing and pushing upward as the two guys got a few metres above us when suddenly they scared a big bird sat on a tree stump, it took off and started hovering above their heads. It was massive and they had not spotted it so I shouted, “wow look up lads quick look up”. One fell off his bike as he looked up. Oh no I’m in for some abuse now, but not the case as, still laid on the ground and clipped into his pedals, he hurriedly grabbed his phone and started photographing the bird saying “Wow! Oh my god it’s massive. Wow! Oh cheers mate”. Email: [email protected] Page 7 of 16 Website: www.htrc.co.uk

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We reached them and I said I’ve never seen a red kite that big before, at which point unbelievably to add to the day, a camouflaged bird spotter emerged from a bush. Honestly you could not make it up, and said “That’s no red kite lads, it’s Europe’s biggest raptor with a wing span up to nine feet”.

He went to explain it’s only the second time ever one has been seen in the UK. “You are so lucky to see it. I’ve been watching it for two hours. Don’t let all them other guys in the carpark area know where it is.”

We checked out the MTBer’s phone cameras shots of the bird above his head and they were just great. We all stood in awe watching the bearded vulture carry a large bone high into the air, drop it then swoop down to and eat the broken bone (their main diet). It was such an uplifting experience to see this graceful creature floating on the wing. We stayed for over 30 minutes or more and were so engrossed in watching the vulture we never took a single photo ourselves.

Moving on chatting away about our once in a lifetime experience, I blurted out my usual Geoff quote ”You don’t see things like that walking around Asda on a Sunday”.

The rest of the ride was great on dry fast trails to Pool Bank View café. The still Tour de France red spotted café was great – really made by our chance encounter. The return leg goes past the same point and we saw the vulture, and again our birdwatching friend requested we don’t say owt when we get back.

As we made our way past all the heavily and expensively equipped twitchers, we had a very smug look on our faces and a big smile inside, we had accidently seen the Bearded Vulture they had all come to see.

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Thursday on Thursday (or Wednesday or Friday): Phil McCormick Post ‘hard’ lock down I thought I’d start sharing these rides again.

Ride #27 2/9/20. Wednesday this week. 70mile loop around Seaton Ross and . It started wet so rode my winter bike, a move I regretted when Neil Dean turned up on his best bike. Never was I happier to stop at the café in Howden, and I think I set a personal slowest riding up Elloughton Dale, much to Neil’s amusement.

Ride #28 9/9/20 Wednesday again this week. On my own on the best bike this week so decided to follow my nose west and see where I got to. Met Ian Phythian near Welton and we rode together as far as Howden. I was quietly pleased when he had to turn round as I could slow down again! I carried on through Selby, Cawood (found a new café), Tadcaster and York before heading home. 106 flattish miles with 6 miles out of the saddle. I had a puncture near York and I could only get about 30 PSI in the tyre with the micro pump. Luckily I have a brother that lives just west of York so I dropped in and used his track pump.

Ride #29 17/9/20. Thursday this week. Neil, and best bikes were out this week. 70 miles up to Kilham. Hardest part of the ride was getting back on the bike after the large breakfast at the canal head in .

I’ll be posting future rides on Facebook and if anyone would like a text drop me your number. In the unlikely event we get more than 6 riders, for the time being, we’ll split the group.

Thanks, Phil 07753317180

Pit Stop: Grangeside Nurseries Café, Thorpe Lane, Cawood, Selby YO8 3SG

As I don’t ride in this area much this is a new café to me, and it has a ‘cyclists welcome’ sign.

It’s a small café, attached to a small garden nursery with a limited menu but had the essentials I needed. It’s approached from the main street down a gravel road.

The staff were friendly and helpful. It’s 45-50 miles from Hull if you go via Selby, so it’s not badly placed if you fancy a century ride. Email: [email protected] Page 9 of 16 Website: www.htrc.co.uk

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Tiny Bubbles – Connie Francis (27.8.2020): John Ulyatt

YESTERDAY, some of The Gerries met at The Bridge for a bool to Goole. We made 2 TINY BUBBLES of 6. NICE to see Mark join us. He had driven up from Lincoln to ride in the remnants of his namesake - (RORY) STORM Francis. It was very very BREEZY. Arm warmers and gilets were the (NEW) ORDER of the day.

The 1st group LED (ZEPPLIN) by Dick set off and our 2nd group set off 100 or so yards behind. Up Jenny Brough Lane into Swanland and a swoop down into North Ferriby. A chap WALKING THE DOG lost control of his dog nearly causing a collision. Fortunately he retrieved (Get it?!) the situation. On through Melton, Welton, Elloughton, ELLERKER (FITZGERALD). We saw 2 groups of Coast to COASTERS heading for the seaside. The long Wallingfen Lane into a HOWLIN' (WOLF) gale was next bringing us to Newport.

Mike was hoping the Johnny Haddock fish and chip shop would be open to grab a (MESSAGE IN A) BOTTLE of water as he had forgotten his, but it was shut. We rode along the canal and under the 2-4-6-8 MOTORWAY leading us to Eastrington (Home of infamous Pantomine Dames!). Suddenly Alan shouted, "I GOT STUNG by a W.A.S.P.!! - Ouch! We were soon on our way again for a couple of miles along the A63 through Howden. Boothferry Bridge loomed large and we were soon across it and arrived into Goole at our destination WESTLIFE Park cafe. Dick had booked ahead.

On entering, the coffee aroma and ambience reminded us of the (JOOLS) HOLLAND and Belgian cafes that we normally frequent at this time of year but alas not this year. I had a cheese and tomato toastie and a cup of DICK AND DEE DEE for £4.00. Excellent value. The owner, Dave, said "I've opened ESPECIALLY FOR YOU which was very commendable. Someone (no names!) managed to get more SALT-N-PEPA on the table than his toastie!

"Time to EMBRACE the weather again folks" said Dick as he cajoled us back onto our bikes. The wind was still blowing (YES....go on then.. BLOWIN' IN THE WIND!) but now on our backs as we headed back over the bridge and into Howden again. YOU NEVER CAN TELL which way Dick will take us back but the route back is one of my favourite practically TRAFFIC FREE routes. We zoomed through Kilpin, Laxton joining the Humber Bank at Yokefleet, Blacktoft and up the lane to Staddlethorpe, Gilberdyke. A right turn here for a dash through Welton/Melton again to North Ferriby. Steve had kindly laid on drinks in his back garden for us. Very kind and lots of YAKETY YAK whilst enjoying a Hobgoblin RUBY. It was beautiful. We all enjoyed SITTIN' IN THE SUN and chatting away. Eventually we had to drag ourselves away and we all went in different directions. Paul and I rode back up Swanland Hill and home. (ROUTE) 66 miles and a good laugh. (Oh to be 66 years old again eh!!)

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The Yellow Rose of Texas – Roy Rogers (2-9-2020): John Ulyatt

YESTERDAY was SONNY (BOY WILLIAMSON) as I went to meet Cheryl/Chuck and Paul at Cottingham Cemetery (GARETH) GATES. AMAZING (GRACE) to bump into Ray and Lynda there popping to see Ray's parents’ memorial. We then rode to meet more of The Gerries at PAPA's (DON'T PREACH) in Ganstead at 10am Some headed off to Spurn Point whilst we waited for latecomer Pete!! The 1st group of 6 headed off only to COME TOGETHER with us 5IVE at Sunken Treasures Garden Centre, Sunk Island.

The BOSSA (NOVA) of our gang was Jim who managed not to GET LOST as we zig zagged through Greatfield estate to Rd. There was a pesky SW wind as we cycled through PAULL (ANKA) to Thorngumbald where we took a right turn to the (LET'S) TWISTy (AGAIN) road leading to Stoney (JONATHON) CREEK. The rough track there has recently been covered in Tarmac.

At Sunk Island CVURCH, Pete had mentioned a Commonwealth war grave in the cemetery so we stopped for JUST ONE LOOK. It was the grave of Ida Roydhouse (from Patrington) of the Women's Auxiliary Airforce - aged 19. We paid our respects.

Onward to the cafe (new for most of us) for a long lunch. I had a sausage and tomato sandwich with a pot of ALI G. Very impressed and wonderful to see THE BYRDS in the aviary. Many, many species and Dave knew THEM all.

Some nearly left without paying but someone shouted "TELL HIM, we haven't paid!" Simply an oversight. We headed for home via Ottringham and past The (CHARLIE) WATTS Arms. Looked a NICE pub. Across the CROSSROADS to Halsham and into the back of (YELLOW) ROOS of TEXAS leading us to Fitling, Tansterne, (GO) WEST Newton where there were STAX of Eco-Warriors and we gave them a friendly wave.

Burton Constable flashed by in a BLUR and into Skirlaugh and across Wawne COMMON (PEOPLE) through Kingswood, across the and into The Ship at Dunswell for 3.30pm. Usual lovely greeting from MICHELLE who asked what we wanted. "ALL I REALLY WANT TO DO is quench a couple of BILLIE JO SPEARS please".

We sat in the garden chatting away and managed to get home before the RAIN started. 67 very very enjoyable miles. Email: [email protected] Page 11 of 16 Website: www.htrc.co.uk

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634-5789 / WILSON PICKETT (9.9.2020): John Ulyatt

YESTERDAY, The Gerries met at Vanessa's for a coffee prior to the ride. Vanessa, once again, provided cake for FREE which was (SOME) KIND OF WONDERFUL. Thanks again Vanessa X

"How many can ride ALL TOGETHER NOW", someone asked. "6 3 4 5 7 8 9?" "We have to ride in bubbles of 6" came the reply. As there were 11 of us we split into SIX-FIVE SPECIAL. Our destination was Seaways Cafe in Fridaythorpe - SIMPLY THE BEST cycling cafe in the area.

Good to see Les Barrett and Mike Pickering out with us. We headed off through the Bar and along the cycle track to Cherry Burton. The weather was warm and SUNNY as we rode into a NW wind through Etton, Dalton and past the Michelin (FREDDIE) STARR restaurant Pipe and Glass. Beautiful ride through the park and a right turn took us up and the down a (TAYLOR) SWIFT descent past Lund Warren and into Middleton on The Wolds. This is where THE CONTOURS come closer together and I could sense Mike thinking "THIS OLD HEART OF MINE is hurting" so I went to the front with MP. North Dalton was next and up the 3 mile drag to Huggate into the headwind. OH BOY, I was suffering now as we caught 2 ladies up who were from . Les knew them and we said a cheery HELLO as we shuffled past.

Into Huggate passing the (PREFAB) SPROUT fields and a right turn took us to one of the prettiest lanes on The Wolds. The views were outstanding. Soon we reached the A164 at the top of Garrowby. A FAST AND FURIOUS descent into Fridaythorpe and Seaways Cafe.

The BORN TO BE WILD crowd of Motorbikers were there as usual. The cafe is very Covid 19 secure and the SUSIE Q was out THE DOORS, however we were all served very (TOMMY) QUICKLY. I had usual sausage sarnie and a big mug of Yorkshire Tea = £4.20.

Spent an hour chatting away trying to put the world to rights. We failed!!

"LISTEN TO ME, time to go" as we mounted our bikes and headed down at 35mph to Fimber roundabout and up the long drag to Sledmere and onto the monument. This was the last we saw of Les and Mike as they flew down the 3 mile descent into Garton on the Wolds and disappeared up the road!

Just before we reached the Bracken turn off, someone at THE FARM had set their field alight and it was very SMOKIE, in fact, FOG ON THE TYNE sprung to mind. We stopped for our usual SLASH on the Brackenburg Bridge before making our way back via Dalton, Etton, Cherry, Walkington and Bentley. As we climbed the last hill to The Half Moon in Skidby, Alan got stung by a B (BUMBLE AND THE STINGERS). 2nd time in 3 weeks!! Must be the aftershave!!

In the pub for 3pm enjoying a couple of pints of Moretti's. Great way to finish the day.

62 wonderful miles and thoroughly enjoyed it. Soon got over the MISERY of suffering up the Huggate climb. Email: [email protected] Page 12 of 16 Website: www.htrc.co.uk

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I Fought the Law – The Clash (17.9.2020): John Ulyatt

YESTERDAY, The Gerries obeyed the law to avoid THE CLASH with any POLICE and formed 2 groups of 6. We met at the Humber Bridge. The weather was cool with a SID VICOUS northerly wind which made the return JOURNEY quite tough.

Our destination was a new cafe discovered by Dick called Harrison's (HERNANDOS) HIDEAWAY in Brigg. Dick was the BIG BOSS MAN for the day. We flew over The Humber Bridge and up the iconic HEARTBREAK (HOTEL) Hill. Everyone's fave! Oh YEH YEH YEH! The RUNAWAY descent of THE BEAUTIFUL SOUTH Ferriby hill followed and along the Humber bank past the moth balled CONCRETE AND CLAY Factory. (JIMMY) REED Island was prominent to our right in the river.

What followed now was a MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR of Winteringham. We went AROUND AND AROUND the back lanes. "YOU GOT ME DIZZY Dick" I shouted as we reached Winteringham (RICHIE) HAVENs and proceeded to Winterton. A (STEVE) WRIGHT turn took us into Cemetery Road, "Is this a DEAD END STREET" someone commented. Fortunately we made it out (DEAD OR) ALIVE!

The meandering lanes were a treat and took us to Roxby, Low Risby and into APPLEBY (SISTERS) where we joined the Roman road - Ermine Street which was very straight, very rough and narrow in places. We got lots of TOOTS from CARS. Through the (RONNIE) WOOD at Broughton and into Wressle (home of GIANT HAYSTACKS!). Brigg was next and we made our way through a vast industrial estate and to the hidden cafe alongside a Fishing (EMERSON) LAKE (AND PALMER):

Pit Stop: Harrison’s Hideaway Island, Carr Industrial Estate, Island Carr Rd, Brigg DN20 8PD

What a find by Dick. Super welcome and reserved outside seating. Lovely staff too.

I had a sausage and tomato sarnie with a pot of tea = £4.00. DON'T need a lot of BRASS IN POCKET when so CHIRPY CHIRPY CHEAP CHEAP. We sat overlooking the lake which had a lovely sculpture carved from a tree of an owl and a PUSSYCAT (DOLLS). We'll certainly be going back there.

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Our route home took us out of Brigg towards Elsham, where, as usual, we were held up at the LEVEL 42 crossing by the LAST TRAIN TO SAN FERNANDO. The steep Elsham Hill followed, "WHEN WE WERE YOUNG, we flew up here!" "Not today with this headwind"

We stopped at the top for a P (J PROBY) before making our way to Burnham, Brigg and over the bridge to The (A) STAR (IS BORN) in Willerby near the city of FUNKY .

Not many miles today - just the 50 miles but very enjoyable in good (Not BAD) COMPANY finished off with a pint of Boon Dogle

The Daily Grind - Changing Commute: Lee Coulson

As my time commuting to South Ferriby has come to an end so has my 29 mile round trip. I’d have tried to commute twice a week but some weeks it was more and other weeks less depending on racing plans, fatigue, car availability, severe weather and general enthusiasm! I’m a creature of habit mainly like most of us, so I’m a little sad to see it go as it kept me ticking over and could often act as an easy way to add some miles and hills for some better training. Habit or Hatred?

I’m probably glad of the change with regards Gravel Pit, South Ferriby and Piggery Hills which regardless of my level of alertness they would always ensure I was wide awake by the tops!

I did love the views, especially sun ups/downs which could be spectacular!

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Social Scene September 2020 HULL THURSDAY Road Club

So my new commute has begun almost seamlessly. It’s definitely shorter at 9 miles round trip but because of that (and taking a pay cut!) I’ve been determined to commute each day.

I’ve still managed to see some awesome autumnal skys even if the view beneath them hasn’t been as inspiring! The roads have been a mixed bag really. I’ve encountered slightly more traffic just due to the timing of shift changes and time on the roads but nothing that decent concentration, ‘hi viz’ and lights can’t deal with.

It certainly feels better not ‘running the lottery’ on the A1077 top road from Barton to South Ferriby! Over the last 7 years there have been far too many close passes, all dangerous and some purely deliberate. I’ve only had one thankfully in two months so far on the new route rather than one per day! On that regard I think general rural driving standards are worse on the South Bank compared to our northern side and road surfaces probably follow the same trend if I’m honest.

After riding the same route out of Hull for so long, when I started my new job the first parts of the route were the same and I decided to change it to ‘Spice up my life’! (John U, how do you like my attempt to drop in some music references?! Although ‘music’ is used loosely!) Lots of roads in Hull are littered with glass at the minute unfortunately and when the road cleaner does get out it’s definitely noticeable if only short lived because the idiots who smash the glass bottles seem to notice and replace it almost straight away?! I mean... What the...?!

Anyway, I’d taken to a game on my new commute where I tried to do as many left-rights as possible on the ride to work to try and avoid traffic lights, traffic and just to be different. It’s proved educational! Read into that what you will...

I’ve earned an extra 20minutes in bed too and that can never be a bad thing can it?! Go steady and stay strong fellow commuters, especially on wet railway crossings!

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Scene September 2020 HULL THURSDAY Road Club

Blast from the Past: Golden Jubilee Dinner 1958 - Club Handbook 1959 (Courtesy of Pete Ledaine)

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