This is getting close to a group ride!

With the regulations changing yet again, allowing six people to meet out of doors, three of us – Paula, Jo and myself- decided to ride to St Mawes, as a change from this side of the Carrick Roads.  Sunday started grey, cold and damp, but the rain held off as we went up Truro Hill, down to the Norway Inn, through Suicide Alley to Devoran, which was still very quiet for June, and climbed up to the Feock road , […] Read More

Sad News

It’s with great sadness that I have to deliver the news that Falmouth Wheelers member Keith R passed away on Thursday afternoon. I will speak to his wife Maggie tomorrow and we give her our deepest condolences.

May 2020 Meeting

May Meeting 2020 Welcome again to our Third virtual Falmouth Wheelers meeting. I really can’t see when we will be able to return to a normal meeting and until Woodlane Social Club re-opens we won’t be able to use that as a venue. I have thought about gathering in a park or open space but I really don’t think that that is practical at the moment, especially as large gatherings are not allowed at present regardless of the social distancing […] Read More

Lessons had not been learned

Portloe

Now that the lockdown restrictions have been partially lifted, it would seem that riding in pairs is now permitted, provided social (ie physical) distancing is observed. Some Wheelers have already taken advantage of this, and after a brief exchange on the WhatsApp group, I agreed to meet Ian at the Norway Inn for a ride to Portloe via the King Harry Ferry. When I arrived, I realised something must be up when it became apparent that Ian was on his […] Read More

It’s elementary …

Mike'sBike

Ride report by Michael Capone 24 May 2020 Today we made a long-overdue pilgrimage by bike to Manaccan, where titanium was first discovered. A titanium plaque at the site commemorates Reverend William Gregor, the Vicar of Creed Parish, who first identified the new element in 1791. While visiting his friend, the Vicar of Manaccan, Gregor noticed black sand in the Leat of Tregonwell Mill that was attracted to a magnet. A keen amateur geologist, Gregor took a sample home and […] Read More

Too many double arrows for comfort

With the warmest day of the year so far forecast, and with a moderate ESE wind, I decided a reasonable non-OGIL ride was in order, but not with too much west to minimise the amount of headwind riding in the latter part of the ride. I toyed with the idea of Poldhu, but judging by the OGIL WhatsApp group it was likely to be pretty crowded. Instead, I thought I would explore the top end of the Lizard, and visit […] Read More

Un-locked to the Lizard

Swans and cygnets at Swanpool

With the new rules allowing us to stay out for as long as we like, and with someone who isn’t a family member, Paula and I decided to cycle down to the Lizard today.  We’d been yearning for a longer ride – the Mawnan Smith circuit is lovely but it gets a bit boring after a while.  It was cloudy and cool, and being mid-week, the roads were still very quiet – a contrast to last weekend when hundreds of […] Read More

Where did Portreath go?

I’ve just finished an online exercise class and while waiting for the kettle to boil so I can take Clive a cup of tea I will write about our ride to Portreath that we did yesterday. I had had a look at a Strava post from Colin for the route which was Halvasso, Twelveheads, Blackwater, Portreath. Easy, what could go wrong. Unfortunately, I am well known for never knowing where I am going or where I am so this was […] Read More

Mawnan enough hills!

Durgan

Mawnan enough hills! Where shall I go today?……it was so much easier before lockdown when others made these decisions for you. As I’ve ridden to many of our usual destinations I thought I’d follow Robin’s  idea and keep to my own parish. After all there are plenty of hills in Mawnan Parish – Maenporth, Durgan and Helford Passage – in fact ten of over 10%. For every descent I immediately ascended again and state d within the Mawnan Parish boundaries. […] Read More

Myllorca 765

Gill and I were pushing wheelbarrows along the lane the other day, each full of well rotted horse manure for our garden and generously donated by a neighbour. It was quite some way and the task felt like a lockdown version of the “farmers walk”, which is an exercise we regularly do in the gym with coach Rob! Anyway, it was towards the end of the afternoon and the light was fading so I wasn’t certain that the cyclist, who […] Read More