Falmouth Wheelers
It was one of those Wednesday mornings that made a ride to Argal café seem attractive. In fact, the Bickland café seemed an attractive destination to propose to the other three OGIL who were waiting at Union Corner. Mystic Meg said that it would rain all morning, and was not far out. About half way to the other place Kath and Phil1 decided that the rain had just about soaked through to the innermost layer, so it was time to stop […] Read More
Kath, John, Bernie, Amanda, Emma (the lure of the OGIL ride gets to everyone eventually) and Admiral awaited me at Union Corner on a morning not too dissimilar to Sunday’s Audax, but the wet stuff held off until we got home. Fred, Simon, Mike2, Keith and Phil3, at Halvasso turn, rounded up to the dozen, and with Tehidy on the destination board, and no show from the M&Ms, we were on our way. I think there was a nominated leader, […] Read More
As Bonnie Tyler so famously sang “It’s an arse ache, Nothing but an arse ache, Hits you when it’s too late, Hits you when you’re down”. I don’t know whether she has ever cycled 130 miles but I shared a very intimate experience on Sunday, during Martyn’s equally famous Lizard and Camel Audax. Unusually I arrived in good time, but without my water bottle, so a return trip to Falmouth meant that everyone was ready for the off when I […] Read More
Having successfully completed the Highlands and Glens Audax in two completely different ways, Dene and I decided to write a report together, giving an account of our separate experiences. Sadly, that is about as far as we have got. We will start piecing together our accounts before the memory fades and hopefully next month we shall have our report finished. Meanwhile, something hugely more interesting has taken my attention, the Olympics! As it is cycling related I thought I’d write […] Read More
The Prologue. Shortly after joining the Falmouth Wheelers in 2009 I read an article in a magazine – it could have been Cycling Weekly or perhaps Cycling Plus – it said it would take five years for a runner to become a cyclist. As a long distance runner I felt the article slightly exaggerated the differences between the two sports, but now, nearly five years on, I’m not so sure.