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When it’s night time in Italy, its Wednesday over here
Apr 30, 2014, 3:59 pm

I have found that the way to avoid being late for the OGIL ride is to get up earlier, so I was first to arrive at Union Corner, followed by Richard 2 and finally Ian.
Why did Robin flash by us, briefly waving, and heading back towards Falmouth? We thought that he was going to join us and perhaps that was his intention but just couldn’t catch us.
The briefest stop at Halvasso turn, where Chris, Simon and Fred joined us and we were off again; destination chosen but route to be sorted out as we went along. The forecast was heavy rain later so, naturally, we wanted to be as far away from home as possible before it started.

It was a straight forward route; Stithians, Burncoose, Bissoe, Chacewater, and as there were a few drops of rain in the air, around the back of Blackwater just to add a couple of miles, to Lilly the Pinks. The café was busy when we arrived so service was slower than normal, giving plenty of time for adult conversation.
Pity there wasn’t any.
But with the new Chairman present we were relatively well behaved. Generally it was a catch up on news and gossip; just who was upset by reference to "il grasso a fondo le ragazze";  who went hunt the sausage at Perranporth last Sunday;  and such like.
We waited until the rain was particularly heavy before venturing out again, leaving to advice from T’pau not to push too hard, and headed for home. Simon turned off at Scorrier, Chris didn’t at Treskerby turn, and the 4 of us left pushed on, not too hard, to Lanner, Stithian’s Lake, and Crane garage.
The rain had just about stopped when I arrived home. A fast(ish) 36 miles for me. Dean

Le Tour de Yorkshire
Apr 30, 2014, 12:17 pm

Once again, I am not sure which Wheelers, if any, are planning to head up to Yorkshire for the first two stages of Le Tour.  I will be there and staying with my cousin in Hebden Bridge on the second stage, and this comes just before Cragg Vale – the longest continuous climb in England which is about 5½ miles.  Probably one of the best places to watch the race.


Whilst we are talking about climbs, you may be interested in a piece from The Guardian on the 18th April: The Yorkshire Hills the Tour de France dare not tackle.  I actually found this while ‘Googling’ le Tour in Hebden Bridge; a town which has really taken Le Tour to heart: have a look at their website as it makes interesting reading.  The Guardian article kicks off with Rosedale Chimney Bank in the North York Moors; with a maximum gradient of 33% or 1 in 3.  It is really a beast: possibly the steepest public road in the country and one that I managed to get up in 1998/9.  Yes, I was somewhat younger, being a mere ‘spring chicken’ of 55 or thereabouts. I remember being photographed by a nice friendly couple – with St Bernard and campervan - from Manchester as I breasted the climb before ‘dying’ on the verge.  I gave them my address and looked forward to the photographic evidence being forthcoming: well, it didn’t, so you will just have to believe me!


There are still some tough climbs on Le Tour route or if you take a slight deviation ‘off-piste’ so to speak, where there are plenty more ‘killers’!  One that I recall is near Hebden Bridge – Mytholm Steeps – which must be as near as dammit 1 in 3.  I have read that Marcel Kittel has been whingeing about the Yorkshire roads being narrow and with hard stone walls: the poor thing, and to think he has the sheep to contend with as well!


There is a lot of information out there about Le Tour de Yorkshire: there is the official Tour de France site as well as an informative one from British Cycling.  Unfortunately, Le Tour clashes with our Chairman’s own Mines & Minerals event.  Sorry, Simon, your excellent ride and club loyalty cannot really drag me away from what’s on offer in God’s Wonderful County!  Arguably the greatest cycling event ever in Britain.  I hope I will be forgiven?         R1

Editor: How can R1 compare Yorkshire with the Mines and Minerals?  The coastal scenery, historic mining areas and a couple of climbs that will do us for a Sunday ride.  As for God's county, it's a good job we are a Country not just a county.

Four forlorn + Three
Apr 28, 2014, 11:50 pm

Four 10 o'clockers were looking all forlorn until Kath, myself (Clive) and newbie Jayne turned up, followed closely by a cyclist formerly known as Lance. With the weather prospects not great (apparently Trevor 1 already called it a day), Mark, Jo, Paula and Dave, together with the others, set off.

Budock church, No Man's Land, High Cross to the Potager. Here we sheltered from the sun while we eyed up the cooked breakfast and realised that Dave (Lance) had left us.

Then as the heavens opened we hit the road again. Constantine, Treverva and back to Union corner. Not a long ride but enough on a wet morning. Not so for Kath who insisted on taking Jayne for a quick spin around the point. Watch out for these two in the future you 9 o'clockers!


Snakes and Ladders
Apr 28, 2014, 10:59 pm

Ten 9 o’clock Wheelers met at HQ under darkening skies – Robin, 2 Phils, Ian, Helston boys Trevor and Shane, Amanda, Becky, Martyn and Margaret. We set out for Perranporth, that being the designated destination for the day, with Robin leading the way via the Bissoe valley route. Despite the odd dampening shower all was going swimmingly until the tandem sync chain broke on the steep hill near Barkla Shop leaving us without power from the front pedals. As the tandem was already at the back of the bunch the rest of the party continued to Perranporth, only a little surprised that we did not make our usual gravity-aided rush past.

Robin returned to find us proceeding in a rather strange fashion, Margaret pedalling the bike on the back, and Martyn steering and changing gear on the front. Luckily there were only a couple of gradients that defeated us, and with Robin rushing our breakfast order on before us we were able to rejoin both the ride and the sync chain at Perranporth. And the sun came out.

Becky’s desire to cycle the North Cliffs to Gwithian led us to set off in a westerly direction towards Portreath via St Agnes, Porthtowan, the Nancekuke perimeter and a lot of hills beside. North Cliffs was gusty but the views were glorious in the sunshine. After Gwithian we made our way inland via Carnell Green. Phil E. Amanda and Becky chose to return via Praze an Beeble, while the remaining riders decided Gweek was on the way home. A mainly uneventful return, apart from Robin’s interesting piece of rubber road kill.

Sitting comfortably in the window of the Black Swan we spotted an old friend - Don Gunner had been out doing his own thing but needed only a little encouragement to join us for a spot of rehydration. Total distance for us: 71miles. Margaret
Phil Conroy's photo is in the photo gallery)


They say a picture is worth a thousand words......so try this one
Apr 23, 2014, 3:45 pm




Dean is still away doing breaststroke in Lake Como, so we took the opportunity to misbehave in Helston. Save to say 7 or 8 of us played “mixed try the cycle shirt on”, in the café at Helston boating lake.
Then, we accompanied Kath to sort out unfinished business at Cycle Logic...........?

Somebody mentioned 40 miles and we all went home, bidding a fond farewell to Susannah Sutton from Dorking. She lives in Surrey would you believe.
Young OGIL

The “no gels” Dorset Coast 200km – 13th April 2014
Apr 21, 2014, 4:27 pm

After a hearty breakfast (including black pudding) the four of us ride off to the start in Wareham. Mark and Jane are in their Willesden CC strips and Robin and I in our Audax Kernow colours.

The initial dash to the ferry at Sandbanks is mostly adrenaline driven and good fun since the only pimple on the landscape to climb is the railway bridge in Poole. That’s just the prologue. Three proper hills lie between the ferry and the next control in Weymouth (76km). The sun is warm but there is still a cool headwind. Legs are still feeling fresh after the climb from Studland as we are rewarded at the top with a long fast winding descent to Corfe Castle, which is one of those old ruins that Oliver Cromwell knocked about a bit. Our plan for the ride is not to get into the same state.

We enjoy another fast descent towards Weymouth followed by some fun relaying amongst the cars heading for the promenade. People are enjoying the warm sun on the beach and the café control is humming with riders from both the 200km and the 100km Coastlet event. The four of us retire to a small Italian café we know for a bit of space, steak, salad and chips and a glass of the amber nectar.

As you approach Abbotsbury the view of the swannery, with its surrounding reed beds, the sea sparkling beyond and a backdrop of a chapel on a hill, looks positively medieval.   This memory is quickly forgotten as we climb the hill out of the village. Probably the hardest climb of all on the route, “Abbotsbury” is made more brutal by the noise of day-tripper traffic disturbing the equilibrium. But our reward awaits at the top – ice creams!

Now for the seriously serious stuff. You could call it the Four Ridges. There is no respite. It is continuously, steeply up or down, one climb after another. Again the scenery and views are wonderful if you can take your eyes off the tarmac for a moment. But we just take it steadily. By the time we reach the Axminster control (134km) we have got a bit spread out. The local school parents provide excellent sandwiches just made for cyclists plus a choice of soups and cakes and gallons of tea. I think we deserve it!

After a long descent through Marshwood Vale we grind our way up the last serious climb that goes on and on as it ascends towards the ancient hillfort at Eggardon Hill. This is the highest point on the whole ride and there is another magnificent panoramic view back over the sea. It’s time for Mark to break out the Bakewell tarts from his magic saddlebag. Then it’s fast along the old Roman road to Dorchester (181km) where the control café provides some fine blackcurrant pie and custard and mugs of good tea, as it has done ever since the first event nearly 40 years ago.

We finish with 15 minutes to spare. We claim the lanterne rouge once again. It’s been another great Dorset Coast in good company. And no gels! You just can’t beat it.

Simon Jones

*Jane Swain will be attempting the Lands End – John O’Groats ladies trike record starting on   Monday 4th August at 6am from Lands End.


A loe point to the ride.
Apr 17, 2014, 1:29 pm

Who could deny that today’s route was up there with the best of them. Secret lanes bordering babbling brooks; deviations up lesser ridden rises, capturing distant views; a chilly breeze softening the Spring sun; perfect, almost.
Joined this morning by potential new wheeler, Viv, it was an 8.50, prompt, start from Union Corner, Richard 2 only just getting there in time; Trevor 2 leading off to Halvasso, and the meet with Fred and Chris, not put off by last week’s ride. Turning right, and left, at Longdowns, down towards Lobb’s Quarry, confused Ian who was still of the opinion that we were heading to Loe Bar, not Loe beach. If anything marred the ride there it was the road surface and the motorists, though the latter were unusually polite and accommodating.
Somewhere at the back of Stithians, we passed a young woman, a skittish spaniel and an even younger boy, on bikes; not the spaniel, that would be silly. After a double take, the woman through herself at Trevor; they are a strange lot in these regions, Trevor trying to reassure the rest of us that he was her uncle. Fortunately, the resemblance was not obvious.
Eventually, we reached our destination, the Loe beach café, reopened for the season only a week ago, and apparently, with new seasonal staff. The café was not busy but the service was slow, not that this mattered too much as it was pleasant to sit outside in the sun while we waited. The bacon sandwiches were tasty but lacking in the essential ingredient, bacon. One expects more than one small piece of bacon in a bacon sandwich, a point I made to the manager, whose only explanation was that they only had bacon and egg sandwiches on the menu, so had merely left out the egg.
The road out, the only road out, is 17% gradient, which is steep enough for OGIL, then it was around the point to Devoran and back through suicide alley and hangman’s hill. After Enys gardens it was only Richard 2 and myself who continued to Penryn, the others turning right up to Trelusswell. Only 34 miles for me but for some reason I was glad there was no spinning this evening. Perhaps it was the lack of bacon. Dean


Tour de France in Yorkshire anyone?
Apr 16, 2014, 9:32 pm

The website has been contacted by Charlie Holmes from Nidderdale Bikefest. They are offering camping facilties for bike clubs interested in seeing the start of the tour in Yorkshire.

As yet we have not checked it out, but if anyone is interested here is the link:





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