Falmouth Wheelers
I paid a visit to the tip yesterday and didn’t see any bikes I recognised in the skips, so thought there would be more of the FWEF, the Falmouth Wheelers Expeditionary Farce, on this morning’s ride. Just the new slimmed down Fred, who we met on the other side of the road just after Lamanva. Mike 2 and Andrew hailed the Union Corner contingent, Mike, Ian, John, and myself, at Argal crossroads, and, whilst I pretended not to see them, […] Read More
After Saturday’s rain the weather was set fair for this annual event. Despite many riders missing due to the French holiday/challenge and the Coast and Clay sportive we had fifteen Wheelers turn up at Stithians watersports cafe. I’m afraid to say two other Wheelers, not mentioning any names, failed to support this event and went and did their own thing! I don’t want to go on about this but shame on you. As I said I’m not mentioning names, you […] Read More
Apologies for not taking part in the Huff and Puff today, but you can’t be everywhere at once, and Paula, Sheila and I went over to St Columb to tackle the 44 mile ride in the Coast and Clay Sportive, which is very well organised, and raises funds for three worthy causes…The weather was lovely (thank goodness!) although very wet roads and some mud and debris made things a bit more challenging than last year. There were plenty of tough […] Read More
With half the Wheelers away in foreign parts and the chairman’s texts to the defending men’s champion getting lost in the ether the turnout was still surprisingly good – seven riders. This included Caroline, defending women’s champion and new kid on the block Teresa. No traffic chaos at the waterside start of Weir Hill this year, just a boat being turned round on its trailer through the riders waiting for their start. Times were faster this year according to Trevor’s Swiss made stopwatch, with both the course records for […] Read More
What is blue at one end, yellow at the other and red in the middle? Todays OGIL “peloton”. That is Simon and Mike 2 at the front, me in the middle and Mike and John following up the rear. Today was National Cycle to work day but there was little evidence of this, just the usual lady cyclist we meet along the road towards Treverva, so where were the half a million bikes that have been bought under the bike […] Read More
I don’t usually do Sunday ride reports, as you know, but, if I am going to progress in my new career as Blogger, then I need to increase the number of my followers. There was a young woman the other day who is a social influencer; that’s the proper name for someone who earns money from promoting items on their blogs or on facebook or Instagram. She has 250K followers and earns three times what she used to earn as […] Read More
I have been looking into this blogging malarkey. It seems that you can get paid for mentioning certain items in your blog. Product placement, they call it and with 100,000 followers you can earn £2K a time. So. It was rather cool at 8 o’clock this morning but Mystic Meg suggested that there would be no rain, and it would probably get too warm later to wear my Altura Night Vision jacket, from Evans Cycles. Although it is guaranteed water […] Read More
For some reason Mr Garmin decided that today he would change his display to metric. I think he was just pointing out that he would have very much liked to join those departing on the “French Trip” this weekend. Well, at least he would get the chance to ride with most of them this morning, I thought, on their last trial ride before the great off. How exciting, everyone testing the luggage carrying capabilities of their bikes and showing off […] Read More
Where were we going? 6 of us left Union Corner, no Dean though, he had already handed in his absence note. There was a positive crowd waiting for us at Halvasso Halt, one visiting rider from Australia, friend of Mike’s, whose name escapes me and far too many to be mentioned now. Keith handed me my arm warmers that he had gratefully borrowed a few weeks ago when the weather turned wet and cold. Admiral very admirably put these in […] Read More
With a forecast of a wet day ahead after a brief but heavy shower I set off for H.Q. thinking no-one else will turn up as I pedalled on through the mizzle but there at Argal cross roads there appeared a yellow coated cyclist from the Mawnan Smith direction, it was Phil 3! This is most unpleasant I said a muffled reply was heard, a mutual understanding that we must both be mad and that we had to do a […] Read More