Thirteen Knights, including one guest, gathered at Market Cross for a proposed ride to the Ginger Cow cafe near Everingham. “Bring your credit cards” said Neil. Well what could he mean? Is he going to have a collection, or is it a vague reference to the tarrif at the cafe? After outlining the route to […]
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🎶Raindrops are falling on my head🎤🎶 sang Raymond this morning “Are we still going out?” 🎶Good Day Sunshine🎤🎶 was Michael’s quick response, although I suspect he was looking through a travel brochure when he suggested it was sunny and 19°c. The “soothsayers” were predicting “🎶A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall🎶” but were we discouraged? Not a […]
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We’re into November, another season of snot, but that’s no reason, why whatever the season, we shouldn’t give it a shot. The early morning mist cleared quickly revealing an impressive turnout for a November ride. Fourteen Knights gathered to take advantage of the light winds and pleasant weather. In search of different routes, Neil came […]
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“Weather forecast good for the morning……. atishooooo” said Sneezy. “Route to be depend…. achooo” sniffle sniffle. Doc offered some sage advice regarding his favoured curative in the form of a glass of hot whiskey. Given the typos, he may have been ahead of him on that front. Sure enough as the morning arose, the sky […]
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In the absence of the Admiral, Captain Pugwash stepped up to suggest today’s route. “Right then me hearties, all hands on deck! A North westerly wind is forecast for the day, so we’ll set course to Huggate.” At two bells of the forenoon watch the nine strong fleet assembled at the home port of Market […]
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Following extensive debate on the subject of mudguards, it was time to make a decision. Do we leave the house with mudguards or do we leave without mudguards. There are some who are holding out as long as possible, hoping for a “members” vote on the subject to “reaffirm” the decision already made, while others […]
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There was a whole lot of buzzin’ going on after King Bee issued the route for Friday’s ride. Beeverley, Brandesburton, Bewholme, Bike Cave and back by Bracken. All he wanted to know was “How many Bees were coming?” Instead, the Friday Bee channel was hijacked by chatter about some misguided dog. Friday morning saw eight […]
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Sheriff Raymondo assembled the posse of eight at Manor House. “Right men, our fugitive is hiding out o’er them ther’ ‘ills, in a saloon called Fiddle Drill”. As he was outlining the route, Matty the Kidder arrived in his covered wagon bearing his damsel. After agreeing to join the posse he’d said he’d meet with […]
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“Ahoy there me hearties”! “Captain on deck”! ‘Twas on the good ship Venus, I’m sure you must have seen us, huffing and puffing over the hill, following a route that was just pure genius…….. We had a civic reception at Market Cross for the four who gathered there. Well what else would the mayor and […]
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Craster to Rothbury And on the third day, they arose from their bed and ascended unto their bikes, well.. not until they’d had a decent breakfast. Given the relative amount of ascending on today’s journey, we were going to need it. The predicted mild weather did not come to fruition but instead we were faced […]
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