🎵Fallin’ on my head like…… 🎵 An unwanted guest at a dinner party. The forecast for the day was a bit mixed but that didn’t stop nine Knights from taking their chances to meet up at Etton for the proposed ride to Millington. While waiting for the “appointed hour”, route master Raymond suggested a change of destination due to the possible rain at Millington around midday, opting instead to stay more local with a ride to Hutton Cranswick.
While discussing the route we received a message from Michael advising he’d had a puncture at Cherry Burton and would catch up as soon as he can, “Oh and by the way where is Granny’s Attic?” he asked. “Well…” sighed Raymond exasperatedly “How many times have we passed that way before” he asked the assembled group. “I’ll send him a message giving the new route and cafe” chipped in Matthew. By the time “lastminute.com” arrived the ‘new’ route had been formulated. “So where are we going?” he asked innocently. “Sorry, but you weren’t here” cried someone mockingly. “But I’m here with time to spare. I demand to know!” he wailed getting his toys ready to throw. Just at that point “Army Dave” turned up to join us.
After waiting “beyond the start time” and no sign of Michael, “I’ll head back to meet him and see if he needs any help” offered Dave as the rest of us set off towards South Dalton. A little later as we were heading along Bracken lane we spotted a lone cyclist up ahead. By the time we reached the Lockington junction we realised it was Michael. “Where have you been?” we cried “Where have you been?” he retorted. “Oh and where’s Army Dave? He went to look for you”.
The ride then continued through Lockington towards Wilfholme. While traversing this narrow lane, we had to pull over to allow for passing traffic in both directions. As the car passed from behind there was a “whooping” and a “hollering” from the open window “Allez Allez” they cried “Anybody want bananas?”. Turned out they’d recognised us and were reprising a supporting role they’d played many moons ago.
After looping back towards Kilnwick we had to pull over once more as we were faced by an oncoming tractor filling the whole of the road. “Who suggested this road?” asked our route master rhetorically “It’s rubbish”. Eventually we returned to Bracken lane and the final leg to Cranswick Farm Shop.
Well so far so good, the roads had stayed dry as we arrived at the cafe where “Army Dave” eventually joined us after a lonely ride. While enjoying our refreshments, the forecast rain arrived and was beating down on the window panes. “Think I might get the train back” suggested Heather but after checking the train times decided to brave the conditions and return with the rest of us.
See what happens when you leave your bike out in the rain
Donning our rain jackets (at least those who’d thought to bring one) for the journey home we were pleased to see the rain had eased slightly. Unfortunately it didn’t last long as it continued persisting it down all the way home.