We had only 48 hours notice that BBC Look East would want to film us as part of a story to announce a £470,000 Grant to Cycling in East Anglia. We were to assemble at the Youth Club at Moreton Hall Community Centre (standing in for our HQ?) at 10am on Wednesday 17th. Bearing in mind that around 16 of those 48 hours would be spent sleeping, the club's ability to rise to the challenge was impressive; turbos were being used inside the building, an entire Go Ride circuit of cones and limbo poles complete with youngsters weaving in and out and under - with some of us standing in as spectators (Sharon slipped effortlessly into her fitness instructor role "well done" "keep it up" "that's right, duck down") and last (but certainly not least) 13 members of Les Compagnons du Mercredi were on hand to provide the core of a pretend club run. To lend verisimilitude to proceedings, we even had a couple of tumbles - Robin Lines failed at the limbo after someone had lowered it without notice, and Jeff Agricole fell off while attached to a turbo that hadn't properly been attached to his bike. How we laughed. The BBC camera man was kind enough to miss it.
Shaun Peel turned up and interviewed the man from the sports body (who seemed very impressed with us) and then got us all to form a bunch behind Barry while he was asked obvious questions (with the odd googly thrown in. Hang on, if it was thrown it would be a no ball, surely). Then we pretended to set off for a ride; four times. With the cameraman ambushing us at various points. Finally Shaun showed good bike handling skills by holding a BBC-sized video camera in one hand, while riding a commandeered MTB in the middle of our pretend bunch. Just to make it more interesting, we went out to the traffic island on Orttewell Rd and circled it - eventually about three times - bringing the traffic to a momentary (and reluctant halt) each time.
Shaun was jokingly keen that BBC hierarchy didn't get to know about his dodgy health & safety practices with one of their video cameras. Check the still photo, then look for him in action in the early bit of the video
Thirteen of us then set off for a proper ride. Out to Nowton, and then the Suffolk Punch route but diverting to Bridge Street and up to Lavenham. At this point we separated into to two groups. Below, Peter has the story on those who went right. My group dwindled eventually to just Gareth and I - it all comes down to opinions on shortest routes, really. The choice is mine, or a longer one
Shaun Peel turned up and interviewed the man from the sports body (who seemed very impressed with us) and then got us all to form a bunch behind Barry while he was asked obvious questions (with the odd googly thrown in. Hang on, if it was thrown it would be a no ball, surely). Then we pretended to set off for a ride; four times. With the cameraman ambushing us at various points. Finally Shaun showed good bike handling skills by holding a BBC-sized video camera in one hand, while riding a commandeered MTB in the middle of our pretend bunch. Just to make it more interesting, we went out to the traffic island on Orttewell Rd and circled it - eventually about three times - bringing the traffic to a momentary (and reluctant halt) each time.
Shaun was jokingly keen that BBC hierarchy didn't get to know about his dodgy health & safety practices with one of their video cameras. Check the still photo, then look for him in action in the early bit of the video
Thirteen of us then set off for a proper ride. Out to Nowton, and then the Suffolk Punch route but diverting to Bridge Street and up to Lavenham. At this point we separated into to two groups. Below, Peter has the story on those who went right. My group dwindled eventually to just Gareth and I - it all comes down to opinions on shortest routes, really. The choice is mine, or a longer one
You may have wondered how those 6 who opted for more miles at Lavenham actually fared.
Moi, Justin, Ron, Simon, Rich and Peter Stephenson-Wall took the undulating road through Little Waldingfield to Monks Eleigh where 4 of us opted for tea at Corncraft. Justin and Ron rode on, with the former keen to make up for lost miles this coming weekend, as he and Ann are off to Lincoln and planning to meet up with some old friends.
The tea room was heaving ( half term) and we just managed to snatch the last table for two and purloin, ( what a lovely sounding word that is) 2 extra chairs. Peter S-W was happy with his brand new Bianchi from Mick Madgetts and rode strongly, (young blood). Simon expressed delight at actually being able to get out on the road after a winter of turbo training in his shed. Yet, he too came to grief, on the road outside The Victoria pub, Thurston, recently and has several wounds to prove it.
The ride home was uneventful as the sun shone from a clear blue sky, probably the best afternoon of the year so far. The fine show of aconites and snowdrops reminded us that new life is beginning, birds are feeling frisky, (my mating doves and your peregrinating barn owl), so the promise of warmer rides may not be too far ahead now. I logged 51 miles for the morning.
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