The start of BST promised to bring with it, the first decent weather we’ve had in weeks, so it was proposed to have a long run down to the Spiders Web Cafe, also known among us as “Jamie’s nans” at Albrighton, near to RAF Cosford.
As the intrepid mile munchers set off on their outward journey, they were accompanied by freezing fog, and poor visibility, which thankfully burnt off very quickly, and in time for the first minor hold up of the day, as Jordan punctured, and then realising that his spares and pump were in his other bike!! As it was a bit too early to jettison a pair of legs, the rest of us decided to stop and help….
We were soon up and running again, heading through Barlaston, Swinnerton, and down to Great Bridgford. Some “through and off” took us quickly to Yoxhall, where we headed into the lanes of south staffs and into Shropshire.
Unfortunately this tied in with where the local farmers had done their best to transfer everything that was in their fields, and onto the roads instead, so it was pick a wheel time and hope whoever you were following had mudguards!
Some miles later we were back onto normal tarmac again, and getting close to our destination, passing white ladies priory, and Boscobel House, before the fast road down to the cafe.
A very popular cafe, we just about managed to squeeze ourselves in, and ordered beans on doorsteps and extra large coffees which came (and went) very quickly…
It was then mentioned about a pud, which pretty much everyone agreed on- jam sponge and custard!!
Feeling full and nearly raring to climb the hill back out of the village we were expecting a tailwind back, which didn’t materialise.
Back through Bishops wood, and across to Brewood, we made fairly light work of the miles, before hitting Penkridge and over Cannock Chase to Rugeley, where we climbed towards Blithfield reservoir, but turned off into the lanes of Drointon and Kingstone, before reaching Bramshall and uttoxeter.
With what we thought was the camels back broken, we came up through Leigh and towards Tean, where a few tired legs finally gave out. From here became a case of nursing the “blown” home, which we managed to do successfully.
As we came back into Leek, the 100 mile mark clicked over, to finish what had been a great days riding.
Written by Club Rider Phil Gayes