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Sunday 15th November

The Club Run

12 of us left Dalton Sq, (John A, Hass, Adi, PB, Mark, Neil, Andy, Paul, James, Scott, Chris M & me) at a brisk pace down the A6. This pace was maintained as we crossed the River Wyre and started to head up to the side of Catshaw Fell and Cows Mouth; that first climb hurt, my legs either not awake yet, or still recovering from the 3hr ride the day before.

 

As we reached Marshaw, we said goodbye to Adi, who was back on the bike for the first time since his 6 week forced “break” through injury (i’d commented to James that I could do with a 6 week break if you can come back that fit). We turned right on the Trough Road, and met a group of Lancaster CC riders (Tim Norton i think); they rode with us briefly to Tower Lodge where we said goodbye as the gradient kicked in. This second climb was easier, though Andy & Scott powered up first (a trend that was to continue the rest of the day).

After the fast descent to Dunsop Bridge, we regrouped, refuelled, and headed towards Newton By Bowland and then Slaidburn. There was unannounced long stretch of road that was half way through being resurfaced, which took some good bike handling skills to dodge the debris scattered across the full width of the carriageway.

 

We climbed out of Slaidburn, our numbers now 9, and then turned left towards Stocks reservoir. We passed lots of parked cars and MTB’ers who were out to ride the trails in Gisburn Forest. After crossing the causeway, and taking the sharp right hander, we started the ascent through the Forest.
The last time I had ridden here was on the Le Terrier sportive earlier this year, and I remembered the sharp descent and then sudden kick up which marked the proper start of the Bowland Knotts climb. I’d dropped into 39X27 in anticipation, but somehow managed to block poor Mark who ended up being over-geared and grinded to a near enough stop in front of me.

Scott, Andy, James, and Neil were already putting distance between the rest of us, and I ground my way up with Hass who was riding his ‘Cross Bike and a 38x27; i resisted the temptation to drop into the triple and twiddle up.
We regrouped at the summit, and then started the very fast descent all the way to Clapham. I noticed a distinct lack of sheep by the roadside, and this certainly led to some increased confidence descending; Mark was chuffed he hit 50.6mph straddled over his top tube!

A decision was made to skip the cafe at Clapham, and instead ride on, via Clapham Old Road, to Bernies Cafe in Ingleton. Ok, it’s a Climbers Cafe, but it’s very cheap and cheerful! Whilst we ate and drank, a decision was made to extend the ride to get a few more ‘steady’ miles in, and instead of heading to Wray, we took the A65 to Kirkby Lonsdale. This stretch of road, although busy, is pretty fast, and we cruised along at 28/30mph towards Kirkby.

As we passed Devils Bridge, the pace dropped, and as I started the climb towards the Hutton Roof turning, I heard the sound of aluminium frames clashing; there had been a touch of wheels, the guilty shall remain anonymous! Luckily no-one was hurt, and we continued on over Hutton Roof, and back towards Lancaster via Crooklands, and the Kellets.

By this time we were down to 6, as we had ‘lost’ Neil who had decided to draft some random rider in shorts home, how kind of him :D
Scott & James headed off down into Halton, as the remainder of us headed back to Morecambe & Heysham.
The weather had been great considering the amount of wind and rain we had endured recently, and it ended up being a great 75 miles in 4hr42mins of riding. Garmin thinks we did just under 6500ft of climbing.

Words & Pic's courtesy of Chris Atherton

 

The B Run

The weather forcast for sunday was looking very promising, but as i approached Dalton square i was thinking that taking over as leader for today from geoff rushforth was not looking to good, i think geoff must have spoken to "michael fish", as i arrived in the square the B + riders were just leaving they looked to have a good groupe of about fifteen riders, so it was up the town hall steps for shelter as a another heavy shower started as riders arrived and joined the five riders already under cover, Queen victoria didn't looked to amused as the now 9 riders left the square with a magnificent rainbow overhead to see us on our way, good progress was made to bullbeck to pick up another four riders, so on to melling, hornby, greta bridge, and a right turn through cantsfield, burton in lonsdale, at the t junction of the A65 it was right & left in to ingleton over the river and a left turn on to the start of the old roman road to chapple-le-dale, now this lane is allways a tough climb but today it was a little tricky due to the leaves left by the recent heavy rain and strong winds, but it was steady away up the climbe and along under twisleton scar, this is the most delightfull lane and a nice change from going over the main road to ribblhead, with instructions for a regroupe once we reached the delightfull little church and the main road, then on to ribblehead and a right turn to Horton-in-ribblesdale, here we met up with another lune rider ian brez who had discovered a flat tyre when he went to get his bike out, so switched bikes and pedals and played catch up, so now with 14 riders it was time to start talking "Brews" it was decided to stop in clapham, so on to horton with a strong headwind and more steady showers it was up to the usual "regular riders" to take turns on the front, helwith bridg was soon behind us and on to austwick, and a brief 100 mts on the A65 and in to clapham and for well earned steaming brews and hot food, we were told service would be a bit slow due to staff shortage but it was made up with extra free brews "nice" when we came out of the cafe the sun had broken through, so on to bentham, with sun and even blue sky through wenington, wray, caton, this is the usual place were riders split for lancaster, with morecambe riders using the cycle way, i split at deny beck as i need to make sure mall bisby gets home ok now that he is a senior citizen :lol: through halton over the motorway, bridge this is were brian greenwood turns to kellet, on to slyne here i left mall but he promised me he would go straight home, for me it was hasty brow, and torrisholme, a great ride in good company, and 61ml onthe clock.

Words by Howard

 
Sunday 22nd November

The Club Run

I arrived at Dalton Square 5 minutes late, already wet, and a large group of riders were just setting off southbound. Given the forecast, I’d half expected to see just a handful of riders, but 14 had turned out for Ash’s run to Longridge and Waddington Fells; PB, Adi, Ash, Scott, Johns A & H, Neil, Andy, Paul, Ella, Nic, Clive, Matt & Me.

The pace to Galgate, and then to Longridge Via Harris End, Strickens, and Inglewhite was very steady, however Matt’s puncture, and then shortly after a ‘double’ for Clive, broke up the rhythm.

By the time we reached Longridge town, I looked round and we had shed 7 riders; Nic very early with broken jockey wheels, PB to a solo breakaway at one of the punctures, Matt escorted Adi, still recovering from his 6 week layoff, back to Scorton, and Paul, Ella and John H took a route back via Cockerham.

The rest of us followed Ash as we hit the lower slopes of Jeffrey Hill, and it dawned on me that I could quite easily find myself hanging onto this fast moving group, I was right. I’m pretty sure I’d normally have been able to hang in on the climb, but my legs were ‘dead’ from 8 hrs on the bike the previous few days; not a good sign when we had another 50-60 miles to go.

We regrouped at the top, and carried on over Longridge Fell, eventually descending via the infamous, Birdy Brow; now that looks a tough climb!
The message came back that we were going to skip a cafe stop, and although I nodded in acknowledgement, as we went right past Bashall Barn, I was disappointed! I’d not brought much food, and had to rely on gels, just not the same as a Bashall Barn scone.

As we hit Waddington, I was pretty much in survival mode, my legs still feeling very tired, and conscious I was going to get pinged out the back as soon as the road ramped up. I’d noticed Scott wasn’t feeling too well, and wondered if he would be restricted to riding up with me, but no, the 6 soon went out of sight and I spun a little gear all the way up.

Upon approaching the pub near the top, I could see Clive and Neil by the roadside, and thought they’d waited for me; actually Andy had punctured, and after quickly taking my rain cape off, I thought it best I get over the climb, and descend into Newton, with the expectation that they’d catch me up around Dunsop Bridge; I was right.

The wind had picked up, and for a second I pondered whether to take a more direct route home via the Trough, but when Neil, Andy, Clive and John caught me up riding at a steady pace, the temptation to sit on the back and ‘get a lift home’ was too much. I looked over my shoulder and saw Ash and Scott just behind, but by the time we passed the Inn at Whitewell, I never saw them again.

We reached Chipping, and rode straight past the Cobbled Corner, “gutted”. I was really ready for a coffee. Clive later admitted that the thought of a brew there had kept him going.

From Chipping, we took the relatively flat route lanes back to Scorton via Inglewhite again and then skirting the M6, but at a brisk pace, as the rain started again quite heavily now, John A doing much of the work on the front, me still tucked in at the back, although every incline was now an effort. We hit the A6 at Galgate, and as it lashed it down, we sped along with a tailwind hitting speeds of 25-30mph all the way into Lancaster. I was surprised that I was still feeling ‘ok’.

John and I took the Heysham Bypass home, and with horizontal rain, it was feeling a really tough days ride. I got home and the Garmin had recorded 88miles in 5hr24ms with 2000m of climbing. A rest day needed.

Words and pics by Chris Atherton

The B Run

Warm sunshine was not expected for last Sunday’s Lune club runs after daily consultations with long range Internet predictions, what had been forecast however was torrential rain & gale force wind, luckily (for the riders at least) the worst of it hit Cumbria during Thursday. Still, as the riders ventured out into the early morning there was plenty of rain about, although as they assembled in Dalton Square this largely petered out but no-one was under any illusions! Six hardy, or should that be foolhardy, riders left the gaze of Queen Victoria & set out towards Cockerham picking up another one on the way & large puddles were almost immediately encountered but no surprise there, from Cockerham they wended their way to Garstang & through quiet country lanes to Inglewhite & Longridge. Once arriving at the periphery of Longridge it was a left turn towards Chipping, at this point a bunch of other cyclists were approaching from the opposite direction & watery acknowledgements were exchanged as the rain began to fall in some anger. As they made their way towards Chipping the grey clouds over their next objective, the Trough of Bowland, initiated some quick decision making & for the majority this was to miss that part of the route out & go on for lunch at Scorton Priory, however Alastair & John were made of sterner stuff & elected to negotiate ‘The Trough’. The Scorton decision had minimal foundation in ensuring that the 5 riders on their way there would be enjoying warm tea & toast well before their Trough bound club mates, however this is what inevitably occurred. Once refreshed the 5 bade the Trough latecomers adieu & set off to extend their ride along Quernmore, or ‘Happy Valley’ as it is referred to in Lune parlance, by now the clouds were gathering again & began to pelt the riders with some virulence causing some to turn off early into Lancaster whilst the remainder advanced onto the cycle path in Caton for their return back to Lancaster, around at least 60 miles covered for everyone & all were in agreement that it could have been much worse!

By Kenny Roberts

 

The Club Run
James' Winter Leg Warmer (shortened and reversed)

See also Nic's Blog

The forecast was heavy rain and sleet for most of the day; what a surprise. As we waited for ride leader James to arrive, discussions were already being held to swap or amend his planned “Airton Loop”. Ten of us left Dalton Square, James, Matt, PB, Adi, Ella, Nic, Chris M, Clive, Terry (Clive’s ‘fell running pal’) and me, and headed north, up to Caton, and then Wray.

As we entered Wray, Nic & I were doing our turn on the front, and I was unsure whether we were going to take the right turn, or carry on, actually come to think of it, I didn’t actually know where we were going at this point. I wasn’t that bothered, because the pace was true ‘steady winter base miles’, a pleasant and welcome break from recent weeks!

We carried on to Low and then High Bentham, and turned right onto Station Road, dropping quickly down and then back up Thickrash Brow. At the top, and after a quick toilet break, we turned onto Mewith Lane (for a split second I thought we were going to carry on up over Lythe Fell and Cross o’ Greet ) and carried on along here until we reached Keasden. As we reached the junction Terry recognised the road, and observed ‘is that the road from Slaidburn to Clapham’, and before I had time to answer him, we were already turning right and entering the lower slopes of the climb over Clapham Common up to Bowland Knotts.

Someone remarked it was ‘easy’ from this side, and I looked at Chris and we quizzed how it could be ‘easy’ when you hit speeds of 40-50mph descending this side. We rode at a sensible pace and it was only on the last third of the 4mile climb where Matt and James pulled away leaving the rest of us to get up to the summit as best we could.

The descent to Stocks Resevoir was fast, but wet, and I very nearly lost it on the big dip just before reaching Gisburn Forest; I hit a very bumpy section of road on the sharp ascent and came very close to ending up in a ditch and no doubt a painful meeting with a stone wall. This was exactly the same spot that I’d inadvertently ‘cut’ Mark up a couple of weeks previously going in the opposite direction; God never forgets!

We carried on through the Forest (Adi bailed out on one of the fast 90 degree right handers) and headed towards Slaidburn; talks of a cafe stop began. Upon reaching Slaidburn, we passed the cafe, and instead of taking the normal left turn onto the main B road to Newton, we carried straight on with the promise of missing the big pull out of Slaidburn. Instead, we took a loop to Newton, thats about 3 times the distance and probably has just a similar amount of ascent as the B road! Happy times! It was here that Chris M discovered that his front mech was playing up, and was unable to shift onto the little ring.

Upon reaching Dunsop, the lure of the Cafe was too much for Clive, as he boldly turned off, giving James, Nic, Terry and I an excuse to stop also. Matt, Adi & PB carried on, I presume via the quick route over the Trough. Ella, and then Chris, both stopped and then decided to carry on, whether they actually got back into a group I don’t know, but it would have been a tough ride back in the rain on your own.

I could write about 500 words on the cafe stop, but I will keep it brief....one full English, three soups, one scone, one flapjack, one hotpot, one toasted cheese sandwich (with salad!), three teas and two coffees AND a plum crumble.....so much for surviving on energy drinks and seeds during a ride!
James had been 30p short, and this was given to him on the promise of sitting on the front all the way home; I want a refund (sprinting up Delph Lane doesn't count)!

We were still wet and cold as we left Puddleducks, and headed towards Whitewell. I wanted to get my heart rate up to try and generate some heat, so we turned right and took the climb up past the Wild Boar Park, and then dropped down into Chipping. From Chipping, we took the normal route home, round Parlick and through Bleasdale and then over Oakenclough and Harris End. At five land ends, Nic and James turned off into the happy valley towards Quernmore, whilst the remaining 3 of us headed to Galgate and then the direct route to Lancaster on the A6.

It was like déjà vu from the previous Sunday, lots of traffic, and lashing it down, except this week I had the 7 miles back to Heysham in the rain on my own.
75 miles for me, in 4hrs 50mins with 1300m of ascent.

Words and pics by Chris Atherton

The B Run

Five hardy souls watched the racing boys & girls depart Lancaster Town Hall into rapidly greying skies.  As the town hall clock chimed 9.15 they themselves set off on the road to Grange over Sands...  At Bolton le Sands 3 of the club stalwarts, Mal Bisby, Brian Greenwood and Ian Mcvety were waiting and they were heartily welcomed into the group.  The eight then carried on through the deepening puddles and into a stiffening north easterly wind on quiet lanes towards Levens Village .  Here amidst discussion’s about the quality of waterproof clothing and Mal’s new rain jacket it was decided to take the most direct route to the tea stop and Grange over Sands.

After the traditional cyclists fuel of tea & teacakes the group left Grange in an easterly direction and soon upon reaching Lindale village picked up the back o’ the fell road which after a few miles led to a right turn to Witherslack.  A speedy few miles down the A590 brought them to Levens Hall and thankfully the wind on there backs.  Here Ian & Mark got on the front and a brisk pace was soon set across the marsh road and through the lanes and the group soon found themselves at Warton regrouping following this injection of pace.

A steadier pace was then set to Lancaster where goodbyes were said and a steady 58 miles in inclement conditions was in the legs

Words by Kevin Hodgson

 

Sunday 29th November

 
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