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| From Cheshire Cat 2011 27th March |
Main Article by Dunc (with the odd edit & pics by Slim)
Crew: Slim, Coley, Dunc & Brendan from the Duks
Pub: Slim & Dunc for a swift well earned pint in the Windmill while waiting to pick up Slim’s daughter number 2 on the route home.
Route: Crewe & back taking in the whole of Cheshire (East and West) Hassall Green, Scholar Green, Mow Cop, Rushton Spencer, Heaton (feed station #1), Wincle, Sutton, Gawsworth, Siddington, Twemlow, Holmes Chapel (feed station#2), Church Minshull, Beeston Castle, Tattenhall (feed station #3), Malpas, Crewe.
Weather: Cold (5 deg) cloudy and no wind. Gore windstopper the right answer. The sun appeared briefly in the second half of the ride.
Stats: 100 miles, 3 TNR-ers and no mechanicals (is this a first?). Slim ‘dabs’ on Mow Cop due to inappropriate gearing, heavy camelback and mudguards (and lack of meat-based snacks 😉 )
Time on bike – 6hr 43mins, Total elapsed time – 7hr 57 min
More pot-holes than turnips in Baldric’s turnip surprise
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| From Cheshire Cat 2011 27th March |
Notes:
Joined by Brendan from the Duk’s for the first 50 when he took the planned 67 mile route.
Big queues at start, early feed station and finish.
New head scanning timing sticker – make sure you wave your helmet past the BSB square-ial like timing system.
Not a baggy short or uppy-downy seat post in sight – a refreshing change for the TNR roadie contingent
Slow and steady was order of the day, until Pete got on the front in the last ½ of the course where sprint & die seemed to be mis-guided tactics for an endurance event.
Dunc cheered up by gentle panting (with built in moan) from a female over taker on hills near plastic animals near Rushton (a.k.a. “the Lama Fields”)
What kind of Beef was in Pete’s lunchtime butties? (rumours of clembuterol)
P0rn mirage in west Cheshire.
Dreams of cups of tea and chicken dinners on the way back from Tattenhall – High 5 and bananas less appealing.
Pathetic attempt to sprint into Crewe, scuppered by a 1 in 50 rise ¼ mile from the finish reduced to a grovelling pace across the line.
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| From Cheshire Cat 2011 27th March |