1 Variations on a theme – Recycled ride to TJ’s Cafe on Friday, 4 th May 2018 (the day after the Tour de Yorkshire came to the East Riding.) Cyclists: Alan Beecroft, Martin Bell, John Bodman Boddice, Paul Bonnel, Nick Hart, Helen Kitson, Phil McMullen, John Mather, Ian Metcalfe, Sheila Mullen, George Sweeting, Chris Szafran, Bob Watson, Steve Superman Watts, Rod Webster & Dave Big Wheel Williamson OYB (leader) Mileage: 43.81 miles Weather: sunny periods throughout the day with a light breeze later on. Route: Outward journey: Molescroft Inn, Cherry Burton, Etton, South Dalton, Lockington, Wilfholme landing, Watton and Hutton Cranswick. Homeward journey: Hutton, Neswick, Southburn, Lund, Holme on the Wolds, South Dalton, Etton, Cherry Burton and Beverley “Flippin’ Eck!” growled Big Wheel, his brow furrowing and his expression for once turning serious. “Those dozy blighters: they’ve already had the route by e-mail...don’t they bother to read it, and a map too and they still go another way.” A head count showed four missing from the original sixteen that had started off from the Molescroft Inn in the morning. There’d been early signs of the group not keeping together: in the morning, a few riders at the front were all set to carry on for Holme on the Wolds instead of turning off at Mere Lane in South Dalton for the pond photo call and then onto Lockington. Only a little later, another group had to be called back as they headed for Bracken instead of turning off for Lockington. After a TJ’s lunch we failed to regroup and there was a wait on the Southburn road for others to catch up. One suggestion was e-mails to spouses: partners would be required to recite and know the route like they once did their tables at school before venturing out of the front door on a Friday morning. Glancing at a flock of sheep in a nearby field, I imagined a sheepdog might be useful in rounding up riders straying from the planned route. It was a shame that a few riders missed the Lund to Holme on the Wolds section of today’s ride: elevated we looked down on a rolling patchwork of brown ploughed fields and others of early, fragile wheat and barley crops with their light green sheen but dominating it all big extravagant splashes of yellow rape seed. All criss-crossed by dark, short-cropped hedges so characteristic of the Yorkshire Wolds. On the roadside verges and seeming to have appeared overnight are hundreds of dandelions – common place but competing and playing their modest part in this riot of springtime wonder. In a little spinney, and at its peak, the pink blossom of a solitary flowering cherry catches a sudden burst of sunlight. All is transient in spring – one blossom or wild flower follows another. Now it’s the turn of a carpet of wild white garlic with its
th after the Tour de Yorkshire came to the East Riding ...