Wed 9th Dec 2009. We wind up in Wymondham for a brief encounter.

The intrepid Wednesday regulars (New strap line "We do the miles so you don't have to") have decided, in the face of logic, sensibility and the certainty of returning into a headwind, to go to Wymondham. Peter Gay, who rides in from Rickinghall, could vouch for the wind direction - but the Tea Stop we have decided on was his idea and he has been keen to take us there for quite some time. The weather was chilly but supportable, and the eight of us enjoyed a steady ride with intermittent sunshine all the way to Attleborough. There was a pause for puerile humour as ride Members Ron, Richard, Gareth, Peter Heath and Tony posed to pose round the altered sign for Wiley road.

Some of us had been to Attleborough on the Espresso ride (20 September), when we had a jolly tea at tables on the pavement in the warm autumn sunshine. There was discussion about the wisdom of carrying on to Wymondham (I was puzzled at the un-wisdom of NOT going, since it was the whole reason for coming out this way in the first place). Little groups rode of in different directions looking for . . .er . . something or other and came back with nothing to report so at last we set off again, along a main-ish road for a disputed distance. I guessed about five miles, some said ten. It was around 6, and well worth it. We turned left, away from the town centre and towards the station where, to our delight, there was a Café/ Restaurant with a "Brief Encounter" theme, stuffed with railway memorabilia and serving good food and tea in quite lavish surroundings. Certainly a contrast for Ann Fish, just returned from a cycle tour of Thailand and Cambodia. The temperature difference was another shock to her system - steaming humidity to near-zero dry cold, plus Wheelers' speed as opposed to tourism pace.

After a tour of the 'Dining Car' themed area, and viewing of the many posters and artifacts, we reluctantly remounted and head home. The route was different,and maybe a touch bleak, but round these parts there's less choice than in our dear and more familiar Suffolk. Oh, and the headwind was there Ok. When I reached home my total was 62 miles, but as you can see from the snaps, it was worth it. SJH