Far from the wet and wind, Wednesday brought a breeze and some clear watery sunshine for the traditional Wrinklies Christmas Dinner run. Those of us in our youth (me especially), were not worried by taking a day off and trying to lower the average age a bit.
We met at Hatchmere, and took off in two groups (kind of) along a normal route out through and via the back of Ashton Hayes, over the main road, left towards Willington, then turned right, Tarvin way, and onto the well cycled roads through Waverton, over the road and down to Bruera, where the first group, and a couple of the 2nd group, who heard the shout, turned left near the church. The rest we assumed headed around towards Pump Lane and back. We carried on, over the main road again, then off left to do a Tattenhall loop, as we were pacing along quite nicely to reach the Ice Cream Farm early.
Mel had, as usual, done a great job, with a big reserved ares for the 30 bookings, and we sat down to relax. Shortly after, the miscreants who had decided on the longer loop, joined in. Glasses of sparkling wine were served whilst we waited (not long), and then we were into the dinner proper. Fantastic it was too, with good portions for filling our bellies with.
Then came the pudding, then came the mince pies, then came the coffee, and stuffed we were. Perfect for riding home (not).
Starting off was an effort, as was everything else until near Tarporley, when some of the effect of such a feast wore off and we were able to stretch our legs on the little inclines all the way through Eaton etc, then past Oulton Park, and the other ‘minor’ inclines of Clay Lane, before the main course of Whitegate…
A short run, with a big dinner (burp). Lovely (burp).
A few pictures, below…