Jamie points the way to the 'W' after coffee. (Apologies to Howard and Heather who were out of camera shot).
Saturday morning we took great pleasure in welcoming Peter
to our growing merry band of riders for his first outing with us. Watches synchronized, we left in two groups,
both with the aim of arriving at the café stop in Nailsworth at 11.45am.
Those taking the longer and hillier course wasted no time in
setting out their stall as we quickly settled into a brisk pace. Reaching
Sherston via Foxley Road, we then headed northwards towards Leighterton. Having
dissected the A433 and A46, we enjoyed the steep descent towards Wotton under
Edge.
Our route so far was similar to the last Sunday ride. I knew
from that experience that some serious climbing would be required to gain enough
height for us to be able to join the Nailsworth road.
At Wortley we turned right and began to gently gain
elevation. The scenery to our offside, down in the valley, was magnificent. This was
a new road to us and with the sun shining brightly it was difficult to imagine
a more idyllic scene. Noticing that we seemed to be rising without much effort,
I began to wonder whether we were simply going to cruise to the summit. A sharp
left turn soon brought me back to earth, as the hill revealed some of the agony
that awaited us. This was one of those hills where the higher you went, the
steeper it became until we reached a point where our tyres started to slip on
the road surface. If you’re out on a club run and you see Andy Parker stopped
on a hill ahead of you, start worrying! It was something I’d never seen before.
After a quick squirt from our water bottles, it was high
gears and heads down as we powered our way along the B4058 towards Nailsworth.
Our progress was only impeded by an annoying set of temporary traffic lights,
typically on red when we reached them, but fortunately positioned just far
enough around the bend to prevent them from being a danger to us.
We arrived promptly at the café and with the sun just about
still out, we opted to go al fresco. Having parked myself on an old wooden deck
chair it started to rain. We upped-sticks and went inside only to find that
there was no room at the inn, and so had to settle for sitting under a large
umbrella.
The sun’s return coincided with the arrival of Howard and
the others. Socialising as a club together is good fun, even if Howard was less
than impressed with his sugar-free cake.
With leg muscles beginning to stiffen, it was time to head
for home. Some of us, who clearly hadn’t already suffered enough, chose to
tackle the ’W’ bend. Once at the top we threaded our way through the road
closure barriers in Minchinhampton and down into Avening. Here, we took a sharp
left up Star Lane, which I’m convinced acquired its name as at night it takes
you nearer to the stars.
Star Lane certainly sorted the wheat from the chaff and saw
Andy Parker, George W and Jamie break free. With some legs reduced to
jelly, me, Tim H and Peter were happy to join Howard and Heather whom we met on
the climb.
With a strong headwind to contend with and darkening clouds
brewing overhead, we made our way back to Malmesbury where I found George W and
Jamie waiting outside of the Town Hall looking as though they were ready for a
second lap.
24 miles: http://connect.garmin.com/modern/course/6363058
20 miles: http://connect.garmin.com/modern/course/6363245
24 miles: http://connect.garmin.com/modern/course/6363058
20 miles: http://connect.garmin.com/modern/course/6363245
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