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TNR 26-01-2023 Chazza/Chumby classic

Crew: El Pres, Slim, 3 Sheds, Troll, Doog, Butty, Dunc, Stunt

Route: Bottom of Zag, Charity, Bottom o Oven, Tea rooms, Cat, Danebower Hollow, Cumberland Clough & Brook, Standing Stone, various routes to the Smithy.

Conditions: A mild “sub 5” cloudy skies, no wind, trails soft in places.

Notes:

Pete floats that a return to the Smithy is overdue, conditions favour a classic combo of Charity and Cumberland to get us there, and El Pres gets a table booked.

Eight riders start the ride ..even if Butty went to the wrong RV initially šŸ˜‰

Two on steel rigid steeds, as in addition to the regular Fortitude of Dunc, the tubby tyred Marin is subbing for Stunt’s KTM which is part way through a full strip and rebuild (geeky convo on bearing pulling ensues)

At the start of Charity, the lights over the plains and hills are clear, but apart from the moon occasionally poking through wispy gaps we have full cloud cover (and lots of glow reflecting in it off the conurbations).

The RHS bridleway is muddy and slippery (and some big tyre tracks to boot – small 4×4 or quadbike?)

Barn own ghosts along the tree line then into the pines as the first riders approach the crest.

As the natural (and manmade) erosion processes evolve it is becoming clear that the traditional “high” RHS of the main track is getting too narrow, new lines and approaches are now needed.

Speaking of approaches – Stunts descent of the extension under braking could be heard at the Cat! literally smoking at the bottom – the new pads are worn in, and the old ones have burnt off a lot of the contamination thanks to the cleaning in alcohol pre ride.

Dunc declares a B ride to furtle round the forest with dicky knee playing up, and worse a palm of the hand nodule giving grief to the braking fingers! We bid him well, and carry on up past the Stanley arms

towards the tea rooms (which Doog recalls once upon a time being the “Dish n Spoon” a pine cabin affair which served some fine bananas and custard – for 9 year olds parties).

Some Tractor & Trailer, and pickup & horse trailer manouvering malarky at the Farm on the LHS as we crawl by.

Almost no wind on the tops (a rare thing), but a big hole in the middle of the track from the Cat to the first gate, where it goes over a stream some of the supporting structure must have given way, and the surface falled right through – lots of shouts of HOLE!!

Fast all the way to the A54, and for a “mild” sub 5 ride it is starting to feel a bit chilly on the traverse to Chumby. Plenty of adrenaline on the way down – with Moist Ravine Edging a good way to describe the top, and Rocky as F lower down!

Cue the obligatory sub 5 tipple, provided by Stunt who discovered some Pear Schnapps in his quest for brake pad cleaner! It is quite acceptable (most have a second snifter!)

The Brook is back to its wet and dry character, we somehow manage to avoid any pinch flats on the way down, but the hammering has one casualty in Pete’s front light – which goes strobelike with a suspected loose joint in the light assembly itself.

No appetite to hang about though as the cold air is pooled in the valley, a huge new floodlight on one of the farms seems to light up a whole field! Tired legs on the final climb to standing stone. The leaders go RHS for a final fling, the remaining team go route one (with optional bob’s bench) to the warmth of the Smithy.

A cosy fire is burning, and with our usual table occupied, we are also cosy around the window table.

Dunc has been on a public service mission to remove loggage from paths (very hazardous to night time runners)

Duchars, Neckoil, Landlord and Anthem all fine choices, and we buy out all the remaining Chicken, leek and Mushroom pie specials – but the star of the show is the chefs gravy (which he gives us an extra boat full – it is superb with chips!)

This weeks specialist subject – special tools needed for those frustratingly unique fittings that Shimano et all love to develop – and then do two versions 2mm different in diameter! (One of our number bought the wrong one!!) and don’t start on head sets – the Aldi micrometer is very useful in checking id’s and od’s!

With Pete’s lighting woe, we get the favourite – what new light discussion as a bonus!

Before it gets too out of hand being sensible, the mantatory silliness does take over and enables venting on the foibles of modern life.

Warmed by Laphroig on the inside, extra layers needed for the ride home – light rain (maybe sleet?) makes for setting a decent pace to generate heat to offset chattering teeth.

That’s January TNR’s done for another year!

TNR 19-01-2023 A Winter’s TaleĀ 

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Words by Pete, Pics by Butty & Pete

Crew : El Pres, Pete, Butty, The TrollĀ 

Pub : DuncĀ 

Conditions : fresh snow and clear roads . Just about freezing.Ā 

Route : Bull hill to Tea Rooms -Shining Tor – Naughty route to Hooleyhey lane – Dead man’s hill – Blaze hill – The PoachersĀ 

Pub : Poachers

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Notes :Ā 

A rarely used rendezvous, and then aĀ  long drag up to the tea rooms . But hardly any traffic and the road was fairly clear of snow and ice.

Orion visible low in the south east as we rendezvoused at the top of bull hill. Chilly waiting on Phil but thankfully only for 5 mins ; He and Butty led the charge up towards the Cat.

Off the tarmac and into the unknown. A little trepidation if I am honest . Was it going to be viable ?. A bit of pushing on the first climb to the Stakeside path . As we turned left the wind was noticeably stronger and it began to snow a little, but it was deep enough to give traction but not too deep.Ā 

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I stopped to don an extra layer. Much needed, a bit too cold.Ā 

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Butty reached the Shining Tor trig first, and had a wee snifter of Nikka Whiskey ? waiting for our intrepid foursome. What a capital chap he is. And the Japs know how to make some fine liquor.Ā 

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Onward – Phil and Butty disappeared down the snowy slopes at an alarming pace. Chris and I followed gingerly, uncertain as to how this was going to fair. 

But it was surprisingly doable . I had chosen my ancient Cotic Soul hardtail as the steed for this evening as I have been inspired by Dunc’s winter ride performance on his Genesis Fortitude 29er. The Soul is the closest I have to this formula. It does have a little front suspension, but not much. 

It made the long drag up to the cat that bit easier and was no real hinderance on the snowy off-road bits.

In this section down to Hooleyhey lane you really feel like you are out in the wilds. And some faith in one’s steering and sliding capabilities is needed, but it was quite satisfying . 

The last stretch to the road was the most rideable I have ever known it , a joy indeed. 

Back on tarmac , a short climb up dead man’s hill (Ewrin Lane) and a brief stop on Pike road at Pike Low. Shelter from the wind and a dram of Glen Scotia (12 year malt) , with a tot of water. Our second Whiskey stop. Campbeltown be blessed.Ā 

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Full speed ahead to the warmth of the Poachers ..the lights getting more enticing as you drop down Blaze Hill. 

Louis has gone , and a new young barmaid replaces him. The inevitable Ā£7 guest pint (Cloudwater IPA?) is tried by most. Phil gets in an early request to stay at Palmer Towers. 

El presidente gets the only remaining portion of chicken and chorizo pie.

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The troll goes for the Leffe call early ….and Dunc suddenly appears. 

Ribaldry and merriment ensued . Another fine evening.  

TNR 12-01-2023 Braving the wind!

Crew: EL Pres, PTD, Slim, 3 Sheds, Troll, Butty, Doog, Dunc, Stunt

Route: RB, Endon House climb, Lidgetts lane, Rainow, Jumper Lane, last bit of Blaze hill, Kettleshulme road, Bakestonedale road, Gritstone trail, Sponds, Dale Top, Quarries descent, Moorside lane, Pott Shrigley, Poachers

Conditions: Cool, very windy, very wet trails

Notes:

A decent crew for a blustery January night, with a Bolly finish declared early, the start point is obviously Rainbow bridge..but how to join the two? Sponds is the logical choice…but is going high a wise idea tonight? Compromise is reached by doing a Jumper lane climb and deciding then to carry on, or plan B.

3 Sheds heated gloves with sci fi red lights are the envy of a few on a night where the day started mild, but under clear skies the mercury is falling fast and we are heading for a sub five (with significant wind chill to boot)

All assembled we head off with some of our number hoping to shift recalcitrant phlegm after persistent manflu. After a couple of days of serious rainfall, there is lots of surface water, and plenty of the slippy stuff in mud form on the back of Kerridge.

Lots of comparing notes on black lab puppies from PTD and El Pres, and we have to break that conversation at the end of Jumper lane for the big route decision….yes it is very windy, but cunningly it will blow us across and up to Sponds, the B and C options would be interesting new territory, but likely to raise the ire of the locals..and hence discarded. Up we go!

Climb on tarmac works out well, with decent cross to tail assist, regrouping in the lee of a grassy bank, we turn onto the gristone, discover that the second gate is holding up the fence post! and adjust buffs to keep necks warm as we enter the exposed tops.

Absolutely howling at the trig, and as soon as the last rider is through the gate, we are off into the teeth of it, over sodden grass and slimy mud on the track, a hint of respite in the shadow of Dale top, and up to the gate. E-C*#s report having to turn boost to 60% to make progress!

Lights galore – but not the Nancy’s (who are actually not far behind us), but the Bolly Harriers! they too are heading for the poachers. Any thoughts of the chapel descent are abandoned as securing food before the rush becomes priority one.

Quarries descent requires care/bravery on the low grip surfaces, but all make it down without incident (Butty and 3 sheds did badgers creek instead)

Tarmac down and across to the poachers, although Stunt has freewheel failure on the last stretch of lane, and hobby horse’s it to the crest. Nancy’s had offered a tow which was nice.

Snug in the pub, a split in the pack between the light ales and the unpronouncable stout, and we did get the food in before the Harriers. Chicken and Mushroom pie special was the winner for those who got their hands up first, the steak baguette a close second, and lots of interest in the pastrami sandwhich thing that El Pres ordered.

Classic TNR banter from geeky saddle tube dimensions, to reminicences of UFO moonbase girls (some of whom seem to be sporting the same style of kinky baselayer as El Pres, and creative names for whisky’s triggered by Butty’s Nikka (a peaty Japanese number).

PTD gets the final shorts in – and there are grumblings when he comes back with a 5 year old called Wee Beastie! It turns out to be heady and smooth and a good choice šŸ˜‰

Pete swaps bikes with Stunt so he can ride home, while Pete pushes the stricken steed back to bolly base.

TNR 05-01-2023 It was a damp & windy evening…

when a group of seven friends gathered at the designated meeting spot in Macclesfield Forest to go mountain biking. The friends, Butty, Salad Dodger, Troll, El Presidente, Dunkey, Stunt and PTD, had been planning this ride for weeks and were excited to hit the trails despite the less than ideal conditions.

As they prepared their bikes, Troll mentioned that he was feeling a bit under the weather, but was determined to join the ride anyway. The group decided to stick to the lower trails to avoid the cold, blustery wind and headed off towards Charity Lane. Along the way, they met up with Butty, who had arrived on an e-bike.

As they rode through the forest, PTD suggested a route change, leading them to double back and take the old North Shore descent. The descent was wet and rocky, and Butty noticed that the rear brake on his bike had worn out, leaving him with only the front brake for the rest of the evening.

As they rode, the group discussed their options for a stopping point for drinks. Troll, still feeling ill, decided to take a shortcut to Bob’s Bench on his own. The rest of the group climbed up to Nessit Hill, but the wind was too strong to stop for a break, so they took the downhill cut-through route instead.

The descent was fast and rocky, with a few close calls as they navigated the treacherous trails. Finally, they reached Bob’s Bench, where PTD revealed that he had brought along a special bottle of gin for the occasion. The gin, made by Shaun, tasted more like a single malt with delightful tones.

As they sipped their drinks, the group realized that two of their friends, Salad and El Presidente, were missing. Butty, determined to find out where they were, hopped back on his bike and rode off the path and through the underbrush to investigate. He discovered that Salad had suffered a chain break and El Presidente was helping to fix it.

Eventually, the entire group reassembled and finished off the gin before heading to Sutton Hall for dinner. They locked up their bikes and stored them in the van before heading inside to enjoy a “pudding beer,” a creme brule stout.

As they ate and drank, the friends chatted about everything from their holiday plans and the lack of snow in the Alps to fashion, makeup and the dangers of AI. They avoided discussing politics, as it was too depressing.

Just as they were finishing their meals, the heavens opened and a heavy downpour began. Troll, in a moment of levity, asked El Presidente if he was feeling hot, still wearing his coat. This prompted El Presidente to reveal a new outfit that he had been hiding, which led the group to speculate that he may be changing pronouns in the future.

At the end of the evening, as they settled their bill, Butty produced a magic discount envelope that earned them a 50% discount on the food. Salad generously offered Butty a ride home in the van, which was fortunate as the rain was now coming down in biblical proportions.

As they made their way home, the friends reflected on another successful TNR ride.

The first AI generated TNR ride report from Chat GPT based on Butty inputs!

What to add?

  • Charity was “Chunky as F**k” said Pete.
  • Trout pout debate, possibly upside? šŸ˜‰
  • Gisky or Win – either way we feel a dragons den pitch coming to be the next big thing in shots!
  • Puppy news – Margo the black lab to join the Smith household!
  • Two very well behaved spanners at the bar attracting a lot of attention, and e bike chat between PTD and the owner (and the barman). Rumours of e bike lust amongst TNR’s not present…

TNR 29-12-2022

Crew: Stunt & 3 Sheds

Route: RB, Endon House, back of Kerridge, Rainow, Oakenbank, Pott Shrigley, Bakestonedale road, Gritstone trail, Sponds, Dale Top, quarries descent, chapel descent, Shrigley road, Sugar Lane, Holehouse Lane, Manchester Road, Butley Ash.

Conditions: Mild, clear skies, breezy higher up.

Notes:

Only two make it for the final TNR of the year with a Northern friendly start and finish.

Always a very different vibe when riding in a small group, with a long rambling conversational style.

More opportunity to spot wildlife with fewer lights and noises too, we had a rabbit cross in front of us a couple of times, one Owl launching from a tree in front. Not sure the roadkill squirrel counts though šŸ˜‰

Our route played to the wind direction for the most part – with a cross/tail wind up bakestonedale road and the start of the gritstone trail, but once we turned off the trail to Sponds we were into the teeth of it, and it was no place to hang around (or play i spy planets).

Trusting to internal terrain mapping wetware – we plunged down the wet grass into the darkness to cut the corner towards Dale top, and didn’t do a bad job, arriving at the final crest only metres to the left of the main track.

The singing gate is now the former singing gate – as even in the blustery conditions no noise forthcoming šŸ™

A bobbing light coming up from moorside lane turns out to be a solo acoustic rider, we chat briefly and leave him to take pics of the views and sky.

After the quarry decent, we head to the Chapel descent – which is very wet at the start (smug mode for those in waterproof trousers) and pretty slippy most of the rest of the way. A solitary tyre track may have been our friend coming up the other way earlier?

Road all the way to the Butley Ash on tired legs (less regrouping time)

Well looked after, Old Speckled Hen went down nicely, and two pints good home for an early bath.

TNR 15-12-2022 TNR Christmas Cocktails

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Words by Alex , Photos by Pete

Crew: Stunt Santa, El Pres, PTD, Troll, Bern, Dunc, Slim, Butty, Dr S, Doog, Lee, G

Pub: Mawds, Big Nic, 3 Sheds, Coley

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Route: Muller Corner, Zig, Teggs Cocktail Bench, Langley, Halfway up the White Rabbit ascent, Singletrack back to Bob Bench, Smithy.

Conditions: Clear, Sub Zero, some old snow about.

Notes:

The annual winter gathering of the clan assembled on a very cold night, under clear starry skies, with sightings of shooting stars to the south reported by Doog.

Stunt Santa arrived with twinkly lit bike to check who was on the naughty list! Butty with onboard temperature tech claimed a -10 on the way here! Colder lower down than higher up apparently.

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A quick check of who we are expecting, then off over crunchy snow up the Zig with ice crystals sparking from all surfaces. With ice a potential worry, the Zag is missed out and we head up the main track to Teggs, which turns out to be either dry or snowy, just a couple of patches of sheet ice mainly at the gates.

The cocktail bar is soon open!

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Pigs in blankets snackage

PTD’s Blue one…Rum, blue curacao, mango Juice and peach snapps (fruity)

then Trolls Hot buttered rum.

With more drinks on offer, it seems sensible to pause here, do the Teggs decent, and reconvene at Bobs Bench.

Again just need to watch out as you go through the gate, then its all dry or crunchy snow.

All safely down to the car park, a traverse across the Langley reservoir dam (and a little dog who was a bit freaked out by Santa on a bike), then up to the Leathers (and a quick chat with John re ETA).

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The optimists were opting for a Dans Bench stop, the pessimists straight to Bobs. A compromise was to go halfway up, cut into the singletrack trails, and arrive at Bobs having done more than a token ride.

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We all went up, but there were many and varied ways to Bobs – all good šŸ™‚

Fresh refreshments:

Homemade manchego and tomato biscuits from the Troll.

Mulled wine with secret ingredient of sloe gin from Bern

Whisky mac with benedictine from PTD

Jaqui’s famous mince pies

and the PTD “Backup” cocktail a somewhat cloudy concotion, Brandy, cointreau and cider. It looked and sounded “off” but was actually rather good!

Time to head back round the ressie and to the Smithy!

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We have the place to ourselves (maybe no bad thing) and welcome our pub only team.

Excellent food, flowing ales, crackers with plenty of charades and fun facts, much mirth and mockery. John even runs an impromptu Aled Jones competition – won by the Troll (who’s Bee Gees number in the TNR band is good practice!)

Good old fashioned bill splitting accounting required to assure the establishment that the total was exceeding the required number, Ruth arrives and provides whisky’s, and probably the coldest ride home in a very long time!!!

Santa has put El Pud on the naughty list for missing the event with a poor excuse.

TNR 8-12-2022 Polar Express

Crew: Stunt, PTD, Butty, Dunc, Doog

Pub: Creaky Pete

Route: Top of Bull Hill lane, Tea rooms, Shining Tor,track across the fields down to Hoolihey lane, Ewrin lane, Smith lane, Rainow, Oakenbank, Poachers

Conditions: “Baltic” -1 to -4, frozen ground, no snow.

Notes:

The first proper cold snap of the season has arrived clear and cold with little wind, a perfect evening for traversing ground that is normally soggy slop! Stunt sets a Shining Tor to Lamaload route to do just that.

Of course first you have to layer up and man up for the conditions….a task beyond some of the usual suspects!

A hardy crew of five do venture out under a full moon, with a warming climb to RV at the top of Bull Hill lane, then keeping the warmth going up to the tea rooms, with eButty catching us up on the way.

NB Fairplay to the kids kicking a football about under the streetlights at the bottom of Cliff lane!

A friendly wave from the Macc Wheeler in full King of the Mountains polka dot on his way down from the Cat. (did we see him last week at the hill climb up the old road to windyways?)

There is a bit of cloud that comes and goes, with forecast for occasional snow showers, otherwise we are treated to moolit frosty fields, dark walls and woods, and Shutlinsloe in the distance doing a good impression of a mini Alp.

Crunchy frost on the climb up from the tea rooms sets the tone for the rest of the ride, some glass like shallow puddles on the track, but frozen ground makes the climb up to Shining Tor easier than normal.

The sub 5 rule has been well observed, with three contributions! Some warm decaff sweet coffee with a hint of rum from Stunt is enhanced by some PTD Southern Comfort, before Doog’s rusty nails complete the refreshments! (I think we may have forgotten to stop later for mince pies?)

Ribaldry erupts, with Butty saying that if it gets much colder he will need his winter gloves, and PTD (normally anti-caffeine) declaring that the coffee could do with some!!

There is a bit of actic northerly breeze, and some dark cloud on the horizon – time to crack on! Butty is claiming it is snowing – there are some flecks in the air, but blown frost methinks.

As predicted the ground is hard everywhere, and few icy puddles to worry about, and lots and lots of frosty grass to get used to! Mostly ok, but stopping requires more distance than usual – the ebikes were a bit lairy! Still much faster than normal over the ups and downs, yet we still seemed to be tight on time by the time we emerge at Hoolihey lane.

Route discussions eliminate the Lamaload option, and we opt for Dead mans climb (aka Ewrin lane), Smith Lane and RH Turn at the Robin Hood to get in Oakenbank.

The curse of the brand x cable droppers hits Stunt with the uppy downy post failing to take weight (a known sub zero feature it seems) so lots of standing in the saddle up hill!

Doog heads off to catch up with a little one who has been to see a Polar Express show, and the rest of us continue to the Poachers, lock up, unlayer and take up residence opposite the bar.

Butty revels his swollen eye from a spider bite (sadly no spidey powers have developed)

Anubis porter is a fine winter ale, we demolish our food, and Pete arrives with camera and tales of dodgy back from shifting flooring, slipping pissing, and a cough! Conversational topics range from earwax to news of an e version of the Giant Reign, and it turns out that PTD still has his glorious acoustic steed!

Soon we slip into the Leffe zone – purely medicinal for bad backs of course!

Definitely a night where TNR win winter, although all available layers on for the ride home (and some warming drinks before bed)

Likely similar conditions next week for xmas cocktails?

TNR 1-12-2022 Bern brings bottles

Crew: Bern, El Pres, Slim, Funky, TJ, Butty, Doog, Dr S, Lee, Stunt

Pub: Troll, El Pud

Route: Muller Corner, Zig zags, Charity, Narnia, Hardingland, Kings Head

Conditions: Sub 5, dry, misty pockets.

Bern tempts out a decent posse with promises of birthday booze and snackage.

Lee takes charge of liasing with the Kings Head and gets us to pre order, although we do need to be there at 8:15.

Stunt does the route math, and slips into ops leader mode to get us round a simple circuit to the Narnia bench for the in-ride refreshments.

All is good with the world on a dark cool night when TJ is riding with us, and showing off latest lightweight head torch technology (500 lumens from a single rechargable AA!). Good for getting you home down dark pistes apparently!

No time to hang about on this cold night, so we set off promptly with Butty having to catch us up.

Misty on the zig, but we ride up through it into clear air on the zag with clear skies, half a moon, and some very bright stars and planets (Jupiter close to the moon, and orangy Mars a bit further over).

Bike lights on the old road turn out not to be a pursuing Butty, but Macc Wheelers riders time trialling a hill climb from the start of the old road to Windyways.

Choosing our gap our collective (now with added Butty) head to Charity, and another warming climb.

At the end of the tarmac we are treated to a very unique vista, the lights of Macclesfield are illuminating from below the valley mist that is blanketing the town – making it look like a glowing dome more like an underwater city. We have clear skies above us, but across the plain thick fog obscures any trace of what is below, just a faint white band, with a sharp top edge crested by the four red lights of Winter hill. One of those moments that a camera just cannot catch, but the eye drinks in.

Tonight chazza is dry and rocky, with the RHS slippy and muddy, fun either way, sharp RH turn into the Narnia gate, and along to the bench…

…Bern opens the backpack, unfurls a paper tablecloth, and lays out G&T’s with lemon, and piece de resistance foil wrapped sausage rolls kept still warm with the assistance of two hot water bottles! (Good thing he is no stranger to a heavy pack – the lump hammer years are mentioned).

..but there is more…3 (yes three) jars of various mustards, and Doog has brought the whisky left from the summer Doog BBQ too. Well 65 is a decent milestone!

So to the hoots of various owls we just have the Narnia and Hardingland descents to negotiate whilst refreshed!

Some claim to ride them better in such conditions, others take a more cautious approach.

The last step down to the stream on lower Teggs proves one too many for Bern who has a slight dab, but only pride is hurt.

Cold air chills us on the rapid ride down to the warmth of the Kings Head.

Landlord & Neck Oil the ales of choice (Gurnett Glory not so glorious). Food is excellent, and portions are hearty (for a change).

Troll arrives to show de stitched palm, and El Pud puts in an appearance and it is good to have the prodigal back!

Lee has organised cake for Bern (it may be a calorie positive night!), which tempts him to stay until the end.

Tales of inefficient drainage monopolies, and updates on Austin towers – with George the destroyer!?

Camera lens and megapixel geekery (and how not to clean a lens!)

Proper banter and a classic TNR.

Hard riding required to keep warm on the way home at 2C….snow being talked about for next week!!

TNR 24-11-2022 Recycled route

Crew: El Pres, Slim, Bern, Butty, Dunc, Stunt

Route: RB, Middlewood, Grimshaw lane, Chancery Lane, Lord St, Ingersley Vale, Poachers Snicket, Oakenbank, Kiskhill Lane, Jumper Lane, Blaze Hill, Kettleshulme Road, Bakestonedale Road, Gritstone, Sponds, Dale top, Quarries descent, Moorside Lane, Pott Shrigley, Poachers.

Conditions: Wet trails, 6c, very windy up high.

notes:

Pete had looked at a TNR on this night in 2015 and decided to use that route as our inspiration for the evening.

After some serious wind and rain earlier in the day, the skies were mostly clear, and a good slot predicted for the ride. The initial 8 riders were reduced to 6, with Bonis lane traffic snafu, and family duties taking out G & TJ.

Third week in a row for the fortitude for Dunc, everyone else on their usual steeds.

Some gratuitous climb back up into Bolly, to drop it again to Ingersley Vale, where coming at it from Lord street is much more difficult to spot for our lead riders!

Sloppy and muddy it’s more of a challenge than in the dry summer!

Oakenbank more straightforward, but muddy and slippy on the final descent/double track.

A bright orange “star” to our right lowish in the sky likely to be Mars?

Plenty of warmth being generated on the grind up to Jumper lane, accompanied by the gurgle of water rushing in the culvert at the side of the road (I do love it when drainage is working properly).

Some current affairs talk sparks dark muttering from Stunt.

A brief respite as we regroup, then the long final tarmac section all the way across to the Gritstone.

Wind fortunately cross/tail, and increasingly strong, all good up past the 1975 stone (even with Butty taking the high line by the fence and threatening to herd the cowering flock onto the main track and his fellow riders…the ewes looked but stayed put).

Turning up to sponds required leaning into the wind to stay upright!

Dunc declared the strength to be “double buff” and with windchill likely to be close to zero, there was no hanging about at the Trig.

Wet across the grassy bumps, then very muddy and slippy on the old coach road.

Once at Dale top, shelter sought behind the big wall as we regrouped.

Into the teeth of the weather along the ridge, and gusts made hitting your gaps between the rocks a bit tricky. Plenty of dabs turning the corner for the descent, and one off for Dunc caught out by lack of rear grip.

All down safely to Moorside lane, Birchencliffe option declined due to likely flooding, so whilst another flock of sheep gently moved off the track we decided to route one to the pub!

First bikes in = best lock up spot.

We get choice of tables – so we settle in opposite the bar, leaving the huge dog by the long table undisturbed – his owner cheerfully telling us that helmets can trigger him – especially green ones!

The other doggo in residence was a french bulldog with one ear up and one ear down – apparently he was trod on by another puppy when very young and it never recovered!

Some nice pale ales, and a very quffable rum porter, all £4 (the right answer!!). Burgers excellent.

An evening of chat, and at time group therapy in dealing with life’s mildy infuriating challenges šŸ˜‰

Some debate about when winter starts, and a proposition that it is tonight – as the gents is so cool that steaming is observed when using the urinal, surely a sign it is the winter season!?

The AoE swerves the whisky (apart from El Pres) for the comfort of the Leffe zone, classic TNR.

Eventually we have to rouse ourselves, gear up, and discover that the wind and rain hath returned. This is not what was ordered! The worst abates as we mount up, but a full gas pedal home is needed.

TNR 17-11-2022 It’s frothy , man

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Words and photo by Pete

Crew : Pete, El Pres & DuncĀ 

Pub : Alex (who cycled there !) , Croxy (who did not..)Ā 

Conditions : Very very wet under wheel, 6c and in cloud in the forest , poor visibilityĀ 

Route : Zag – Charity – Extension – Standing Stone – Nessit – Lower downhill course – Sutton HallĀ 

Notes :Ā 

Last week we had a crew of ten, this week we were down to three . I think the weather had something to do with that… 

But by the start of the ride it had stopped raining šŸ™‚  

Report title explanation : As we climbed the tarmac bit of Chazza , there were big chunks of frothy bubbles drifting down either side of the road …like what you used to get in a glass of Cresta in the 1970s.

Three riders on three classic bikes . The Holy Trinity : 

Fully rigid (Genesis Fortitude 29er) , hard tail (Cotic Soul 26er ) , and full bounce (Giant 650b) .

Two steel , one ally, …..no carbon , no e-c**t, no titanium, no bamboo. 

Charity was the wettest I have ever seen , like a river in full flow . Dunc stayed up off the rocky bits (after the physio’s suggestion he may have cartilage damage in his knee) , giving us temperature reports from the ā€œflight deckā€ .

He has the helm of the  Starship enterprise on his handlebars, but b*gger all suspension. 

Up in the clag of charity  Helmet lights were useless  , but we were absorbed in that state of ā€œflowā€ when you have to fully concentrate just to stay on the bike .

At the bottom of chazza we found a new feature : Forest Chapel Tarn , formerly known as the Church Car Park šŸ™‚

After Standing Stone we had a weird experience of disorientation in the clag , with our lights just about picking up the track but nothing else the downy bits and uppy bits arrived without warning .  

As we emerge at  the Leathers , Chris finally notices the new Leathers pub signage (it must be a couple of month’s old at least) . After seeing nobody else in the forest – a rarity for a Thursday night – we encounter two ā€œgravelleersā€ heading away from Leathers towards Nessit.

More water features encountered en route to the pub – the Langley water dip . Dunc had kindly stopped and illuminated it for me. 

The Sutton Hall was warm , dry and welcoming – and we had vouchers to spend. Unfortunately they would only accept six (gone are the halcyon days of expiry dates being ignored) . Which gave us Ā£12 off …gone are the days of Ā£12 for a main course šŸ™ , vouchers are only a discount now 

Chicken and Chorizo pie all around , and once I had upgraded from mash to chunky chips they all wanted the same! 

Buxton gatekeeper 4.1%  Ā£4.30 , a fine Porter ale for a Winters Evening ..very quaffable . A small AofE but I can’t remember which whisky it was ….

(Quote of the evening from Dunc : ā€œWhere is Buxton Brewery? ā€œ ) 

This weeks learning points:

  • Waterproof bottoms of some form are essential after a day of biblical rain 
  • A drybag useful for keeping dry base layer in a dry state for the pub (but a rucksack on its own is not)Ā 
  • Short gortex socks + winter boots + three quarter length winter tights + waterproof shorts = wet feetĀ