Another cold Sunday

How dedicated a ride leader is it that gets up at 04.36 (am) on a Sunday to email the group to say that they are not well and can’t make the ride that day!? Especially, when you weren’t even supposed to be leading in the first place having stepped in when the original leader decided to pull out. That is just what our Chair, Bob, did this Sunday. Fortunately he is getting better now.

I duly agreed to lead and turned up at the start, a few minutes late, having had a lazy slow ride to Horsham. It was bright and sunny, although a very cold day, and so I had taken my time getting there. I waited quite a while but found myself still alone. Having bothered to turn out I decided to make the most of the nice day by returning through Roffey to Wimlands road where I climbed up past the Frog and Nightgown (what a great name for a pub, and a great pub) unfortunately closed when I got there. Having turned off the busy roads I discovered a fair bit of ice at different times, and walked part of Wimlands Lane in the company of two roadies – their slick tyres presumably being even less grippy than my touring tyres. Then along the ridge on the newly surfaced bridle path back to Ifield. This is a great route and I had some fine winter views as I rode carefully along.





Crossing the railway line to arrive in Gossops Green is not as scary as it might seem, certainly no worse than some of the busier roads in Crawley. My wireless computer had decided not to work – I think that the cold finishes off the batteries – so I detoured to Evans Cycles to get a new battery, and then home.
Twenty odd miles, not very much really, but enough on such a cold day. And quite pleasant – although it would have been nice to have some company. Hope to see you at the Xmas lunch next week (if you have booked with Anton).

Cheers,
Peter

It was his idea!

Following all the snow, the cold winds and the icy conditions, Anton and I came to the conclusion that it would be safest to cancel this week’s planned ride. Accordingly I updated the website and sent an e-mail out to our members. Anton volunteered to be at the start just in case anyone didn’t get the message.
Meanwhile I was wondering what I was going to do with myself – Oh no! Perhaps I’ ll have to go Christmas shopping !! – when I received a slightly cryptic text from John V: “WW 10:00?” I’d just about worked out that WW meant Worth Way when I received a second text confirming as much. Christmas shopping or a knobbly-tyred trek in the snow? No contest!
John had sent the same text messages out to the other fat-tyre candidates but he and I were the only ones that could make it. We met up just before Worth Church and set off along the Worth Way. In spite of Saturday’s torrential rain, there was still a lot of snow lying around and it soon became apparent that riding through it would take a lot of concentration. Where the snow had been compacted on top of a hard surface it was treacherously slippy and could send the front wheel in unexpected directions, so it was best to ride through the soft snow. However, where the underlying surface was relatively soft, it was better to seek out the harder, compacted snow as the soft stuff would shove the front wheel sideways and slip away under the rear wheel bringing forward progress to a complete halt. Just as we were getting used to that we encountered a third variety of surface – where there was a compacted top layer but with loose snow underneath. This was as unrideable as a six inch layer of loose snow and we soon learnt to recognise its appearance – icy, but with a milky look to it. It was however just about rideable in those areas where there was a scattering of fallen leaves on the top.
All this picking out the best route along the trail and the sheer effort of pedalling through the snow, slush, ice and mud was tiring and we decided to make East Grinstead our halfway point. Arriving there we opted to have our refreshments at the coffee bar in the petrol station as I was bespattered with mud.
One nice cappuccino later, we remounted and headed off around the one-way system. John came up trumps with an alternative route out of East Grinstead: first we used a couple of quiet streets, then a bridleway and a farm track before rejoining the Worth Way. Back on the snow and ice, we quickly realised that the best thing to do would be to retrace the tracks we made earlier. This meant we were quicker on the way back and consequently I got even more covered in mud. We were the only cyclists we saw during the journey and all the other people on the Worth Way were pedestrians out walking their dogs - I suppose that's one good thing about those walking poo factories - they get people out in the fresh air! Actually, now I think about it there were about half a dozen joggers out in the cold as well, including one who was heading in the opposite direction to what he thought. He was running away from East Grinstead and asked me how long to go before he reached East Grinstead! Charitably, I pointed him in the right direction.....
We got back to Crawley at about half past twelve having completed a round trip that would normally take little more than an hour.
Next Sunday's ride is scheduled to start from Horsham Pavilions in the Park at 10:00hrs and go on a loop to the South of Horsham with a lunch stop at The Fountain, Ashurst. Please keep an eye on the website in case we have to alter things again.

COLD!

COLD!!
Cold, cold, cold! In spite of pulling on several layers of clothes, I was still reluctant to venture outside so, as ever, I was running late. Keeping a high cadence, I was hoping to keep warm through exercise and had got about a mile from home when I noticed I’d forgotten todays route plan. Doh! Turn round and back home, now I’m even later!
Minutes later, route instructions now firmly fixed on my handlebars, I was nearing the top of Pease Pottage Hill when I heard a large-engined vehicle behind me. Looking over my shoulder I saw a massive blue tractor with big, cyclist-unfriendly wheels front and back. I found it slightly scary but the driver gave me plenty of room and went safely past. As he disappeared in the direction of Handcross it struck me what an unusual sight it was – I’ve been riding on Sunday mornings for about 5 years now and I can’t recall ever seeing a tractor on the road at that time, especially not one coming from an urban environment such as Crawley. In fact, it struck me as being so unusual that I stopped and made a call to the West Sussex Police non-emergency phone line and mentioned my concern that maybe something wasn’t right. Stopping to make this call and waiting in their telephone queue “Your call is important to us” cost me another few minutes making me even later than usual. As I rode along The Forest Road I noticed that the area that had been cleared of rhododendron that I commented on a few months back is not being used for houses, it has actually been planted with small saplings. Good.
Arriving at Horsham Pavilions in the Park just a couple of minutes after ten, I was met by Barbara and Pete E. By ten past no-one else had turned up so todays ride would just be a committee affair.
Turning left onto Hurst Road we went past Collyers school before turning right onto Richmond Road. There were great big drifts of leaves covering the pavement along parts of this road. Turning right at the end, we crossed the railway and then headed down North Heath Lane. At the roundabout we headed left along Pondtail Road and then took Pondtail Drive before emerging at the side of the A264. Carefully crossing this fast and busy A-road we then climbed up Langhurstwood Road. This road goes past a landfill site and through the trees we could see that it must be the best part of 100 feet high – from the bottom of the pit to the top of the (current) crust. That’s a lot of rubbish gone into that landfill!
We then took the first right onto Green Lane and encountered our first patch of ice. It caused us no problems as we rode smoothly over it. At the end of Green Lane we turned left onto the Horsham Road and followed it all the way up into the centre of Rusper. Here we decided that, as it was so cold, we’d cut the ride short and just make it a morning ride. The revised route took us out of Rusper on East Street and then down Faygate Lane to Faygate. Just to show that we weren’t completely copping-out, we then took on the challenge of the mile and a half ascent of Tower Road to Colgate. Pausing at the top to say goodbye, Barbara also managed to find out that the newly reopened pub (The Dragon) does sandwiches, baguettes and other light meals on a Sunday lunchtime ( as well as the usual roast dinners). This is useful to know and should see us paying a visit sometime soon.
Barbara and Pete then headed off on the mainly downhill route back to Horsham and I took on the two minor lumps to Pease Pottage before arriving home with barely 30 miles on my speedo. That was more than enough on such a cold day, and allowed me the chance to go out for lunch and stroll around Nymans Gardens with my dad.
Next weeks ride will be led by Anton and will start from Three Bridges Station at 10:00hrs and have a lunch stop at Warninglid (weather permitting).

Limeburners Arms

I've been a bit slow producing the blog this week. I originally tried to do it using my Nintendo DSi one evening whilst sitting in bed listening to the radio - Planet Rock on DAB - but after I'd written a couple of hundred words it decided to lose them all. Doh!
So here I am sitting at my keyboard again and trying to recall the details of the ride.
It was a Horsham start so I rode over using my normal route through Colgate and, joy of joys, I saw that The Dragon has reopened! Hooray! A chalkboard outside it said "Tim and Min welcome you to The Dragon". I also noted that they're doing food from 27th November on.
Anyway, waiting for me at Horsham Pavilions in the Park were Barbara and Anton. We stood around chatting whilst we waited to see if anyone else turned up but no luck, just the three of us. I was leader and I took us out of Horsham on the Brighton Road then turned right onto Kerves Lane. It was trying to rain but not trying too hard and we barely noticed it (I was wearing a full set of waterproofs anyway as I've still not got any mudguards fitted). Hards Hill interrupted our conversation as we puffed our way up it but once we turned right onto Coltstaple Lane, Barbara's story-telling resumed and kept us going down through Southwater and on onto Church Lane - I suspect we were so engrossed that we didn't spot Norman, waving energetically, as he drove past us. Shortly after we encountered the strange sight of a crow just standing at the side of the road - I passed within a foot of him and he was completely unfazed! I later found out that Norman had spotted it in the middle of the road just before he'd seen us and suspected that it had perhaps been hit by a car. Later on Norman had gone back there, but the crow had gone. Perhaps it had got its breath back and managed to fly off?
At the end of Church Lane I took us right towards The Bax Castle but didn't cross the bridge and followed the road as it looped back south. Forking left onto Sincox Lane we once again passed the patch of woodland that has recently become home to several pigs - they loook like Tamworths and possibly Gloucester Old Spots to me (but I'm no expert). Reaching the B road we turned left and sped along south for about a mile before turning right at the next Junction. From here it should have been about 5 miles of pedal-spinning along a fairly smooth B road all the way to the pub. I was just starting to congratulate myself on getting the timing just right when a sign said "Road Ahead Closed". Hmmm, Network Rail were working on the Adversane level crossing. Perhaps we could get across on foot (with our bikes)? We rode up to the crossing but no chance, it was all dug up and we didn't have the right combination of flourescent jackets, safety helmets and safety boots on. So we had to turn back and then head on up to Billingshurst. Here, we picked up the A272 westbound across the roundabout for the A29. In a recent report, the A272 was identified as one of the most dangerous roads in the country. We didn't add to the statistics and had soon turned left off it and arrived safely at the pub - The Limeburners Arms.
The beer was a nicely conditioned London Pride, the food was tasty and my companions were entertaining, so lunchtime flew by. Leaving the warm pub behind, the weather seemed to have got quite a bit colder than earlier and it definitely seemed less bright. I decided on a fairly direct route back which took us up Rowner Road to The Haven where we turned right then right again before a left and a right to get to Slinfold - we tried to freewheel all the way from the top of the hill to the junction in the village but the wind was agin' us. From Slinfold it was an easy ride through Broadbridge Heath and across the golf course to arrive back in Horsham. Saying goodbye to the other two I headed back home via Colgate - it's uphill all the way from Horsham to Colgate, just what you want at the end of a days ride (NOT!) - and arrived home at about 16:00hrs with just about 50 miles on my speedo.
Next weeks ride should be heading north and east from a 10:00hrs start at Horsham Pavilions in the Park. The current plan is to head for lunch at The Dolphin in Betchworth, but I may alter things depending on who turns up and what the weather is like.
Come along, regale us with stories to whisk the miles by.

Pulborough

Todays destination was Pulborough in order to attend the AGM of the West Sussex Member Group (or DA as we still call it – because it’s easier).

Barbara was our leader and was joined by Pete S and Bob outside Horsham Pavilions in the Park at 09:30hrs on a cool but not cold, damp day. The possibility of rain was in the air and indeed it occasionally tried but generally the wet stayed in the clouds.

We headed out of Horsham over the golf course and then down through Broadbridge Heath. Bob lead the way over the roundabout and then off along the A264, Five Oaks Road. However he had to be called back as he took a wrong turn onto Fulfords Hill in the mistaken belief that we were going through Barns Green. Back on course we took the next left, Bashurst Hill, and after a few minutes exertion we’d crested and had a nice, generally downhill, glide for the next 3 miles. At Coneyhurst a left then a right took us over the A272 (recently highlighted as being one of the most dangerous roads in the country) and on south to Broadford Bridge. Another left then right here took us over the B2133 and then on and up Woods Hill. As we regrouped at the top, a chap on a mountain bike came up the hill, so Bob decided to show him a clean pair of heels down to West Chiltington. This turned out to be a misnomer as Bob, sans mudguards as usual, got covered in dirty splatters all over his heels, legs, bottom, top and face due to the amount of mud and debris lying in the road (and the speed at which Bob went down the hill). Still, at least Bob got to the crossroads first – honour upheld!

From West Chiltington we snaked down the hill and then onto Stream Lane – wet as usual. Has anyone seen Stream Lane dry? I suppose the clue is in the name…. Turning left at the end, there’s a short climb before a glide down to a bend on the West Chiltington Road. Turning right, this is the road that goes past the large bamboo thicket I’ve mentioned in previous blogs (still no sign of a panda though). On reaching the A283, we turned right – this was a first as we normally always go left here. Nearly there now, we travelled along Mare Hill Road and Lower Street until we turned left at the Oddfellows Arms and rolled down to Pulborough Community Centre.

The AGM was well attended with 23 cyclists, most of whom had indeed arrived by bike. We listened to reports from all three sections, voted in the new committee and observed a two minute silence at 11:00 hrs. We also discussed cycling development in the county and arranged the DA events for 2011. Business done, we finished off the tea and biscuits and had a chat with various people – I was especially keen to talk to Dave and find out how his recovery is progressing.

Everyone seemed to be heading for the Rising Sun at Nutbourne, but as I reached the Oddfellow Arms I was hailed by my fellow Horsham and Crawley riders, so pulled up there. There weren’t any sandwiches on the menu, but a homemade beefburger was close, so I had one of them washed down with two good pints of ale (can’t remember which one though…).

As we remounted, the rain was making a bigger effort than earlier and I was glad I’d kept my waterproofs on. We retraced our steps as far as West Chiltington but then went east before turning north on the B2139. It was at the next Junction, exactly 52 weeks ago, that Dave was so badly injured. Carrying on up the Coolham Road we took the first right, Sincox Lane and followed that as it joined Saucelands Lane and then became Countryman Lane at Broomers Corner. We were riding with an extra companion as Richard had latched on to us as he needed to get back to Haywards Heath, so we went past the Countryman Inn and then took Pound Lane north to the A272. Here Richard hit the main road home, whilst we continued on, to Southwater. It’s a long drag up through Southwater on what was the old A24, but eventually we reached the roundabout and made a safe crossing of the dual carriageway’ed new A24. A few minutes later we were in Horsham town centre and saying goodbye to Barbara as she headed home and we continued through Roffey, Colgate and Pease Pottage back to Crawley.

Next Sundays ride starts at Horsham Pavilions in the Park at 10:00hrs. It will head south then west from Horsham to a lunch stop at The Limeburners Arms at Newbridge. It will be a round trip of approximately 40 miles involving some nice quiet lanes and a couple of miles of smooth B-road.
Come along, if it’s not raining or icy it’s a very pleasant time of year to ride.

p.s. don’t forget, it’s time to pay your membership – why not use that as an excuse to come out for a ride?

Old Crocks Race

The first Sunday in November dawned bright and chilly – Old Crocks Day! I struggled out of bed and creaked down the stairs to be greeted by the cold severity of the newly-tiled kitchen floor. Fill up the kettle, bread in the toaster, switch on the telly to watch United scrape another less-than-convincing win. Looking outside I was relieved to see the pavement was dry but annoyed to spot that I’d left my waterproof jacket hanging by the back door all week and that the jacket-cleaning fairy hadn’t brushed the mud off it. Once I’d done that task, I applied my attention to my waterproof trousers and noticed that the repair I’d made to them last year had now failed. Two pieces of gaffer tape and a quick press from the iron later they were done at which point I realised that actually, the weather was good enough that I wouldn’t even need to take them with me today!

Taking the breakfast tray back upstairs, I relished the warmth of the bed as I ate my toast but all too soon I was up, washed, brushed and out into the cold. Actually, it wasn’t that bad – I was comfortable with about three layers on top and just shorts and leggings below (winter gloves though).

Arriving at Three Bridges Station I found todays leader, Anton, accompanied by Frank and Pat and Roz. Then Barbara arrived and we had a nice group of six riders. Anton described what his route would be and asked me to lead the first part into Crawley town centre. I used the quieter route along the Old Three Bridges Road and then cut along Mitchells Road then Gales Drive past the Police Station and onto The Boulevard. This is actually quite a pretty road and is a good example of acceptable 60’s town planning (probably planned in the 50’s though). At the end we turned left onto the High Street which was filled with Veteran cars having a pitstop on this years London to brighton run. The run commemorates when, 114 years ago, the requirement for all motor vehicles to be preceded by a man carrying a red flag was abolished. I’m well aware that some members of the cycling community see that act as a retrograde step but I do wonder whether cyclists would ever have put up with a 4mph cap to their rate of progress? Looking at some of the veteran cars it was obvious that they were made by bicycle manufacturers or coach builders.

Along the High Street we met several cyclists including some from the Tandem Society and indeed, when we started riding again we’d gained an extra companion, Martin. From the town centre we followed the route of the veteran cars along Southgate Avenue and then up Pease Pottage Hill. It’s amazing how easy the hill is when you can slipstream an Old Crock! I got to the top and had hardly had to increase my breathing rate. We regrouped opposite Pease Pottage Services and then continued to mix it along towards Handcross. I picked on a fairly chunky, yet fast, veteran car and tucked in behind it to get a good slipstream tow – the space was already occupied however by a chap on a racer wearing the DeVere racing club colours. As we tooled effortlessly along in excess of 25mph we had a nice little chat – he’d been following the cars all the way from Hyde Park Corner and was heading for Brighton. I wished him well and peeled off in time to see the line up of Caterham Super Sevens near Handcross School. A few minutes later, Anton led the rest of our group past.

Once in Handcross we pulled up and watched several of the old cars go by, along with two ancient charabancs and various classic or unusual cars. With the time now approaching 11:45, Anton decided we wouldn’t go on down to Staplefield as originally planned, but would head west towards Plummers Plain. Although this road is fairly fast (it was an A-road but was downgraded to a B-road so that the County Council didn’t have to spend so much money on it), it was a fast downward slope for the two miles we were on it and we were soon turning right onto Hammerpond Lane.

The autumn colours were very picturesque as we travelled along and the Hammerpond itself looked very enchanting (if a little cold)! At the crest we turned right onto Grouse Road for a three mile slightly uphill but visually stimulating ride before turning left onto Blackhouse Lane to get to Colgate. Passing the Dragon, I noticed several cars parked there and I fancy work is being done to bring the pub back to life. Hoorah!

Frank commented that he was finally feeling warm as we started down the hill but by the time we’d got to the bottom and across the A264 into Faygate he was feeling cold again. The climb up to Tismans Lane must have warmed him up a bit though and then, having cut through Lamb’s Green, minutes later we were installed in a nice warm pub – the Gate on the Rusper road.

Quaffing on my Fursty Ferret having finished eating my bacon and avocado ciabatta and chatting with my fellow cyclists, I was feeling very much at peace with the world. This didn’t go unnoticed by Frank who said my face looked warm and content and that I’d probably fall asleep if we stayed much longer – he was right, so it was time to get going again. There were no objections to Antons plan to use the shortest route back and we were soon in Maidenbower and all going in seperate directions – Barbara back to the station, Anton to his car parked near Worth Church, Roz to the Worth Way, Frank and Pat up the hill to their home and me back under the railway into Furnace Green.

Next weeks ride is an 09:00 start from Horsham Pavilions in the Park. Led by Barbara, we will firstly attend the West Sussex DA AGM at The Brooks Hall in Pulborough (10:30) before having a pub lunch somewhere on the way back to Horsham. I expect the round trip to be about 40 miles. Come along and meet up with people from our fellow West Sussex member groups.

Rainy Day Riding

We were pleased to welcome Roz to our group on Sunday, especially as she had ridden from East Grinstead in light rain to join Barbara, Bob and I at Three Bridges station for 10.00 (new time). We reviewed options, given the conditions and the preferences of the group, and decided to head north out on the NCR21, taking in the delights of Manor Royal and Gatwick South terminal as we headed in to Horley. It is surprising just how quickly after leaving south terminal you find yourself in the bucolic surroundings of Horley with the duck pond and river Mole, on each side of you as you ride. The rain was light but continuous and as we were all dressed appropriately became little more than an annoyance. After the two short climbs north of Horley we found ourselves at Redhill aerodrome for coffee and tea-cakes. This was busy with several aircraft moving as well. One customer enquired after our Goldeneye maps as she had not seen them before – let’s hope she remembers the name or finds our Blog! We then headed north for a couple of miles before turning east and south, arriving at Outwood and the windmill (still the oldest working windmill in England). It wasn’t working when we stopped there. We went east to Horne, with great views to the south as we descended the steep hill, and then left, right, left, left, right to Blindley Heath, where a young woman in a Mercedes gave a copybook demonstration of how not to pass a cyclist at a traffic light and then turn right – she did give me a very nice wave, though! We went south to Lingfield and then missing the race course turned right to head to East Grinstead. There is a slight climb to get there but we all arrived after about 20 miles (TBR start) to say au revoir to Roz and then take the Worth Way back to Crawley. A very pleasant 30 miles (almost exactly by some fluke!) arriving back just before 14.00.

Hope to see you next week - it's the Old Crocks Race (sorry, I mean Veteran Car run) and we'll inspect the cars in the High Street before beating them up Pease Pottage Hill and down to Staplefield for a bacon butty.

More short/easy rides have been planned so if you missed this one don’t worry.

Autumn Tints

I arrived at Horsham Pavilions in the Park to find John C, Jeet and Anton waiting for me. We hung around until 10:10 before setting off. When I volunteered to lead this ride (some months back) I thought “Late October? Autumn will be well underway and all the leaves will have changed colour”. Hence the ride title of Autumn Tints. However, the seasons seem a little late this year and most of the trees are still mainly green!



My plan was to do a thirty mile loop to the south and west of Horsham, so we set off along Park street and then Queen Street and the Brighton Road. After passing the Silver Wok we turned right onto Kerves Lane. This initially heads downhill before suddenly rearing up into the short sharp climb that is the wooded Hard’s Hill. Whilst still getting our breath back, we headed left onto Coltstaple Lane and then down onto Broadwater Lane. Last year some major engineering works occurred in the fields alongside this lane – I believe it was the installation of a main water pipeline. Unfortunately I’ve no idea where it was going to or from!

Emerging near the building site that was The Bridge Inn at Copsale, we turned left again and headed across to Maplehurst. From here we turned south and endured the two short and never pleasurable climbs on the way to the A272. Spurning the chance of a breather, the boys opted to carry on – we could have had a cuppa in the Bistro at the Camellia Botnar Garden Centre (open 10 til 4 on Sunday) - and a few minutes later we’d passed through Littleworth and Partridge Green to emerge on the A281 at Shermanbury. I had considered using the bridleway through the Shermanbury Estate, but looking at my fellow riders I decided to stick to the tarmac. So it was south along the A281 before heading east on the B2116. A place called Prairie Farm (or something like that) was advertising that it’s gardens were open to the public. Perhaps their gardens were full of “Autumn Tints”? Anyway, perhaps I was thinking too much about things like that because at the next junction I wandered off my planned route. We headed north up through Wineham, over the A272 and onto Spronketts Lane – I’d intended heading further east before turning north and using Bolney Chapel Road and Foxhole Lane. Both routes have some climbing to do – the one we took climbs gradually for a couple of miles before a downhill and then a small beast of a climb into Warninglid. My intended route also has ups and downs but, in keeping with the ride theme, goes through some woodland that I had hoped would be full of autumnal shades – we’ll never know!

From Warninglid we took the Cuckfield Road and crossed the A23 on the flyover before curling down to the left and taking Staplefield Road. In full sun and with a bright blue sky, this was very pleasant riding and we’d soon managed the slight gradient to emerge at Staplefield and the lunch halt, The Victory Inn. Although only two tables were occupied, there was apparently no room at the Inn, so we ordered our food and then went back outside with our beers to sit in the sunshine. The only trouble was that, now we’d stopped cycling, we could feel the wind – and it was quite keen! Still, we’re hardy fellows and we stuck it out. One of the ales on tap was called “Tea” so if stopped by a policeman I could honestly say I only drank a pint of tea with my dinner! The menu had hot meals and sandwiches available and when our sandwiches arrived they were very pleasant (served with a nice fresh salad and crisps). Anton’s bowl of chips was the best bit though – they warmed our fingers up a treat! As soon as we’d finished eating we set off again – we needed the exercise to warm us up. Shortest route home was the order of the day so I led us west across to Slaugham (loads of cars there as usual), past Slaugham pond



and on to the crossroads by the Wheatsheaf where the back garden looked a lot warmer than where we’d just been sat for an hour…..

Onto Hammerpond Road and a quick thrash down the hill and over the dam before standing on the pedals to crank up Buckshead Hill. Here we split into two – Anton and Jeet to carry on along Hammerpond Road all the way back to Horsham, John & myself to use Grouse Road up to Pease Pottage and thence Crawley.




I was back home by about 14:30 having led a very pleasant 30 mile ride (plus the 9 miles to get to the start) and by 15:30 I was having a snooze in my armchair.

Next weeks ride is a Morning Ride starting from Three Bridges Station at 10:00hrs. This ride will be suitable for ALL types of rider, members and non-members and will be led by Pete S.


Two things to note however:

1) it’s Halloween!!!!!
2) the clocks will have changed overnight – don’t get there too early!!!!

The Plough at Leigh

‘Twas the night before the bike ride and all through the house no creature was stirring, not even a mouse. . . . Whoops! I’d better work out a route for the morning…
Anton was supposed to be leading the ride but he’d sent me a text on Saturday afternoon to say that he’d had a crash and asking could I lead instead. Concerned, I quizzed him and found that, apart from a bit of road rash he was OK but he’d folded his back wheel , damaged his handlebars and scratched various other bits on his bike. His helmet had suffered abrasion but not impact damage and his head was unscathed. Apparently he’d come off towards the bottom of Cob Lane near Ardingly – just before the steep climb – and slid along the road for a good few yards!
So, at about midnight, instead of climbing into my nice comfortable bed, I was firing up Google maps and thinking up a route to take us on a 40 mile loop with The Plough at Leigh as a lunch stop. I decided I would do an anti-clockwise loop and take in a road called Haroldslea in Horley that goes past an old moat (and site of a castle I believe). I had to plot it as a walking route as a couple of parts were on cyclepaths and bridleways, but after a while I was happy and had printed off my route instructions ready for the 10 o’clock start.
Next morning, on arriving at Three Bridges Station, I was met by John C and Barbara. A minute or so later Anton arrived by car, brandishing a very bent rear wheel in one hand and a set of route instructions in the other – I hadn’t needed to be up so late knocking a route plan up. Oh bother! As he told us about his accident and explained his route to me, John V arrived so there were now seven people riding.
Anton’s route was more or less the opposite to what I’d planned and would take us in a clockwise loop. First off, we picked up NCN20 and followed it through Furnace Green. On the way my phone rang - it was Pete S asking where we were! He, Frank and Pat were all at Horsham Park Pavilion wondering when the ride leader would turn up! I arranged to meet them at Colgate and continued on through Tilgate to K2. Then it was up Pease Pottage Hill and on through Pease Pottage on the Forest Road to Colgate. The pub is still closed but the sign is still there:



Bang on cue, Pete, Frank and Pat turned up and so, taking the road opposite the pub, we sped down to and crossed the A264 into Faygate before climbing up the ridge and left onto Wimlands Lane. Wimland Road then took us nearly to Rusper where we headed south then turned west onto Green Lane. The weather was nice and sunny, as can be seen in this picture taken against the light:



Friday Street took us on past the pub and up to Muggeridge’s Hill – guess what the name of the pub is?



Reaching Capel we glided through the village and left on Vicarage Lane which becomes Misbrooks Green Road as it passes Temple Lane. I was recently reading a history of Sussex and in a chapter about the history of non-conformism in the area, it mentioned there was a Quaker meeting house down that lane – strange in that the Quakers are not into things like temples and cathedrals or even elaborate chuches. At this point we were following part of last weeks route, but at Newdigate we diverged and headed north northwest on Henfold Lane. We were heading for the furthest point on the loop, a lane that Anton assured me was really good but just two miles short of it the troops were getting restless and pointed out that we were late for lunch. I decided to take a short cut and we turned right onto Red Lane. This became Brockenhurst Lane and at the end Pete advised we needed to turn right (then first left) to get to Leigh. Most of us followed this route but the two Johns opted for a quieter but longer route to the north. Two miles later, in bright sunshine, we pulled up at The Plough in Leigh.

The car park was full of vintage sports cars – MG’s, Austin-Healeys, Sprites etc.so I was worried we’d struggle to find somewhere to sit and would wait ages to get served but, having said goodbye to the two Johns and Pete who were all heading straight back to Crawley, when I got to the bar I was served straight away and got my food order in with no bother. Barbara and I sat out in the sheltered patio area where we’d parked the bikes, soaking up the sun whilst Frank and Pat decided to find a table indoors as they were going to have a full roast dinner – roast dinners don’t really lend themselves to alfresco dining.

Our sandwiches took a while to come out – as you can see, order number 48 has not yet been delivered but I’ve already finished my pint!



Whilst waiting, I strolled around looking at some of the cars and taking pictures:

Once we’d finished our sandwiches (and a second pint), we were ready to go, however, Frank and Pat had only just been served. They were quite happy for us to go ahead of them and they could make their own way home, so off we set. We headed south along Smalls Hill Lane, then straight over the crossroad by The Fox Revived and then on down into Charlwood. From here we took the Ifield Road and, contrary to Anton’s route plan, we didn’t take Prestwood Lane, the Mount and Burntwood Lane but used Ifield Wood (Bonwycks Lane) instead. On reaching the Rusper Road, Barbara turned right to go up to Rusper and then back into Horsham. Meanwhile I turned left and went back home via Ifield and Goffs Park.

Next weeks ride starts from Horsham Pavilions in the Park at 10:00 hrs and is entitled Autumn Tints. It’s a relatively short ride of about 30 miles although there will be a couple of hills.

The Three Horseshoes

A Horsham start at 10:00hrs with me as ride leader, so I only had time for a short lie-in before changing my wheels and hitting the road. The weather was still warm enough to ride in shorts but there was sufficient chill in the air to warrant a warm top. The roads through Furnace Green and Tilgate were quiet as was the climb up Pease Pottage Hill and I was nice and relaxed as I cycled into the village. Five yards short of the sharp left hand bend there, someone in a people carrier decided to overtake me just as a contingent of Horsham Cyclists came the other way – when I say “overtake” I really mean “ignore my existence and nearly wipe me out”! Shocked, I failed to make a note of the registration and can only vaguely recall the vehicle as being dark blue and of French manufacture. This got me thinking – perhaps we could start naming and shaming bad drivers - I think there’s a West Sussex Police website for this, but it would need us to remember the registration, so I failed on that count!

It’s funny how, when you’re busy thinking about stuff, the miles can just fly by and so just a few minutes later I arrived at Horsham Pavilions in the Park. Looking at the bikes parked outside, I could only see one I recognised – Anton’s rather excellent titanium framed Enigma. A couple of minutes later Barbara and Norman arrived although Barbara would not be joining us on the ride – she was in the process of delivering the latest copy of The Pedaller to our Horsham members and was taking the opportunity to drop off the copies for the Crawley members to me.

We waited until 10 past 10 but no-one else turned up, so just the three of us set off. We used the usual route westwards out of Horsham – over the golf course, under the A24 and out onto Robin Hood Lane. We turned into Byfleet Lane then Strood Lane before a short stretch of the A281 and A29 followed by the climb up Rowhook Road. We made the usual stop outside the Chequers Inn to get our breath back before carrying on up Horsham Road and then onto Honeywood Lane. Immediately after the Punchbowl Inn we turned right, down the hill and then over the A29 and onto Weare Street. As we made our way along Weare Street, we still couldn’t see the aeroplane that’s visible on Google maps:



As we progressed up this normally quiet lane there was a veritable traffic jam – a horse and rider complete with two large dogs was going up the lane and two more horses and riders were coming down! We carefully threaded between them and carried on. Arriving at Coles Lane we turned right to go past Ockley Station and over the A24 to Capel. Not much further to go now, we headed east along Vicarage Lane, north along Misbrooks Green Lane, east along Trig Street and then Kingsland into Newdigate. From here we went past the Surrey Oaks at Parkgate, along Broad Lane and Clayhill Lane before arriving at Leigh. How do you pronounce Leigh? Lee or Lie – I go for the latter.

Heading south for short while along Smalls Hill Road we held the traffic up slightly as we went up the hill and then after the short downhill we turned left onto Dean Oak Lane. This was pleasant and easy riding on a nice, bright if slightly breezy day and we soon turned left into Ironsbottom and arrived at the Three Horseshoes Inn. This ride was originally arranged by Mick and on entering the pub they were expecting us and we were shown to a reserved table. The beer and cider was well kept and very enjoyable and there was a good choice of food which was quickly prepared, tasty and moderately priced. Although most of the tables were reserved, the pub didn’t really start filling up until about 1 pm – just as we were leaving.

We headed south, back down Ironsbottom and then turned right onto Collendean Lane which brought us to the Norwood Hill crossroads where a left turn gave us a nice downhill run with a good view of Gatwick Airport. After passing through Charlwood and heading out on the Ifield Road we had another good view of the runway at Gatwick.

Rather than take the first right onto Prestwood Lane and the climb up The Mount, we took the second onto Ifield Wood. The Rusper Road then took us past the venue for our Christmas dinner this year, The Gate, and Lambs Green Road took us past the venue for one of our previous Christmas dinners, The Lamb. Faygate Lane then took us on the climb up to Wimlands Lane which in turn took us west along the ridge. A nice fast blast down Wimland Hill was only marginally spoilt by a car coming up the hill. We then stopped by The Frog and Nightgown where we spotted this traction engine:



Here’s another shot to show the true scale:



After this we crossed the A264 and headed into Horsham via Roffey to arrive back at our start point, Horsham Pavilions in the Park.

Our next ride, on Sunday 17th October, takes us to The Plough at Leigh. It starts from Three Bridges Station at 10:00hrs and will be lead by Anton.

Members should have received the latest copy of The Pedaller by now and with it a reminder that our AGM is coming up on Thursday 21st October at Broadbridge Heath Village Centre at 20:00hrs. Please come along, it’s a friendly meeting and helps ensure your club reflects your requirements.

Beginners Ride

Well it was always going to be a long shot, but when I heard the weather forecast I wondered if anyone at all would turn up, let alone new/novice riders! But I had underestimated the hardiness of our member group and so was greeted by four smiling faces at Three Bridges at 10 - Barbara, Norman, Bob and Marian. As this was an easy ride, we elected to head north east via Old Hollow to Copthorne and then, skirting Smallfield, to Outwood via the slightly non-flat Hornecourt Hill. Some people seemed to think that a hill like this should not be included on an easy ride – well, what do they know! Passing Outwood Windmill, the oldest working windmill in Britain – not working when we passed (http://www.outwoodwindmill.co.uk/) – we crossed over alongside Outwood Common. It appears that volunteers have been clearing some of the common on the corner and I think that it will look great next spring. Then along the gentle descent past Outwood Church to turn right along Coopers hill road we reached the M23 flyover and turned left to Redhill Aerodrome and the warm welcome of its café. It is always pleasing to see lots of customers there, even though there did not appear to be any flying this Sunday, and they do good toasted tea-cakes and rock-buns. By this time the rain had decided to set in and so we set off with resolve, to follow the NCN21 through the new housing estate in Horley to Gatwick South Terminal, admiring the new surface, courtesy of Surrey County Council, on the way. Our Horsham friends caught the train from here, while the Crawley crew delivered Bob safely to his door.
Not the best weather, but a couple of hours exercise, in the fresh air, in good company – what could be better!? Do come and see for yourself at our next beginners ride on Sunday 31st October. Meet at 10.00 at Three Bridges station and home by lunchtime. (NB: clocks change night of 30/31 October).
Peter

Our next Sunday ride is October 10th and starts from Horsham Park Pavilions at 10:00hrs. It will take a 21 mile clockwise loop north and east to stop for lunch at the Three Horseshoes Inn at Ironsbottom. The return will be a more direct 16 miles south and west via Charlwood and Lambs Green. We'll be riding, whatever the weather, so come and join us.

Brighton (and back)

We had a fairly strong and slightly chilly south westerly wind as we headed south from Three Bridges. But once the six of us had reached Turners Hill the route was predominantly downhill to Ditchling, and so the wind did not worry us too much. Of course the climb of the Beacon went at a fairly slow pace, in fact a speed where the wind’s effects were negligible and so it was only as we headed across the top of the Downs after reaching the summit of the Beacon that we really noticed how strong it was, having to work a little harder than is usual for this stretch. But we had been fortified by tea-cakes and a variety of cakes in the excellent and friendly Café at Ditchling first, so we all had plenty of energy. We bid goodbye to John C at Ditchling as he had to return home (after the tea-cake!). Nonetheless, some had to commence replenishment at the top of the Beacon, however, by starting on ice creams!

It was a lovely day to be on the Downs with good views and we could see the new stadium at Falmer for the first time – it seems quite large but is hidden relatively unobtrusively quite low down.
Once across the Downs we swooped down to the pier via Fiveways and certain parties did their best to get the speed camera to go off! No prizes for guessing who. A very pleasant lunch was had at the Brighton smoke house by the beach; some even found a place to buy a beer to go with it, while I had orange juice (what was wrong with me?!).

One rider decided to return via train – a very efficient 25 minutes to Three Bridges and a few minutes longer to Horsham – a morning ride for lunch at the sea-side of only 30 miles, in good weather and good company – how good is that! (It doesn’t get much better than that????)
The remaining four set off westwards along the front towards Hove and then followed NCR82 north towards the top of the Downs by the golf club at Devils Dyke. This is quite a steady climb in parts, following the line of the old railway to the Dyke, but the views of sea and Downs are good. The route at the beginning has been improved as part of the ‘Brighton Cycling Town’ activity – we are planning to see if we can make Crawley a ‘Cycling Town’; hopefully this will accrue similar benefits for us if we can achieve it.

On reaching the Golf Club we headed downhill stopping only to enjoy the exceptional views over Devils Dyke, Fulking and the Sussex weald, and then via Newtimber to reach the NCR20 alongside the A23. This is mostly a great route as it follows the old A23 – this is a little wide for a cycle route (!), but has good surfaces – although it deteriorates a little during the sections where you actually ride alongside the (M)A23. And, of course, there is a fair amount of climbing to reach Staplefield/Handcross. But we arrived at the Victory, Staplefield for 15.45 and had glass of Doom Bar, before Norman headed back to Horsham via the hammer ponds and the remaining three Crawley people slogged up to Handcross and then home.
A nice day – we left Three Bridges at 09.00 and arrived back at 16.30 having completed 56 miles. We hope that you will consider joining us next time.



Note: we have scheduled two morning rides starting at Three Bridges at 10.00 designed specially for novice/beginner/uncertain (!) riders. These are configured for people who are not used to riding any distance and/or are worried about their speed or level of fitness, and so will be relatively short and easy. The route will be decided on the day, depending on who arrives. But typically we will ride along the Worth Way to East Grinstead, or Hartfield and back, or perhaps go north to Redhill aerodrome for coffee. Probably we will loop around to the vicinity of The Gate in Ifield towards mid-day. It’s up to you!
So please join us – start at 10.00 from Three Bridges station – return to Crawley by 12.30. Dates are Sunday 3rd October and Sunday 31st October.

Arun Crossings - DA Event

The Arun Crossings is the final DA event of the year and one of my favourites. Every year it’s different despite most of the elements remaining constant:
· It starts from Pulborough Station car park
· Colin leads it
· It crosses and recrosses the River Arun
· Lunch is at the Blue Ship
· It finishes back at Pulborough Station car park.
In recent years we’ve had to contend with the river being in flood and Edwin’s unfortunate accident, so what would this year bring?

Well, two new riders for a start – David and Dominica from Felpham joined us. They were riding well-specced mountain bikes although David’s was sporting just a single cog at the front and one at the back. With a 32 tooth front ring and 16 tooth back ring, his ratio was roughly in the middle of the plethora the rest of us were carting about!

Colin lead us north away from the station and then along Coombelands Lane before finally striking west at Pickhurst Farm to cross first the Wey/Arun canal and then the river. Next we climbed along the edge of a field and through some woodland to emerge on Bedham Lane. Heading north up Horsebridge Hill, we located the next Bridleway on the right and headed offroad once more, firstly through a strip of woodland and then across some dew-laden grassland.

As usual, immediately after crossing the river we crossed the canal and then heading northeast and east we emerged onto Blackgate Lane. Following another bridleway across fields and through woodland we next popped out onto Lordings Road where we turned left and were soon passing the Limeburners Arms.

Reaching the A272 we turned left and then took the first right onto Rowner Road. After about a mile we took a bridleway on the left, passed through some farm buildings and a patch of woodland to cross the river above a weir. Just after, we crossed the canal at Rowner Lock. Unfortunately the lock is empty at the moment and the lock gates have been removed for preservation.

Immediately north of here, the national grid decided to install a large pylon that straddles the canal – unfortunately I didn’t take a picture to illustrate it, but it shouldn’t prevent the canal from reopening (should the current problems ever be resolved).
Now it was time for elevenses and we headed across to Wisborough Green and the tea shop for huge pots of tea (and small cups of coffee) where we met Edwin and a couple of other members (I’ve nicked this photo from Edwins blog):

Setting off once more, we retraced our steps to Newpound Common then followed the B2133 north before diving onto a very bumpy bridleway alongside a field. Some nice woodland singletrack was followed by some smoother field tracks and the sighting of a Heron as we passed the ponds near Malham farms. Passing through the farm buildings we turned left and passed the spot where Edwin had his accident a couple of years back – as I noticed last year, the roots that caused the problem seem to have been either removed or buried as there is no sign of them now. Crossing over the canal we were confronted by a field of cattle held back by the thin line of an electric fence. I’m having a lot of problems with cat poo in my garden at the moment and found myself wondering if perhaps an electric fence is the answer? Does anyone know? Are cats capable of learning not to visit a particular place if they keep getting zapped there?
After running parallel to the canal for a hundred yards or so, the bridleway then bears right across a field that was at least two feet under water the other year and then crosses the river on a low, narrow and very flat bridge. Three fields later we emerged onto Okehurst Road where we turned left. Just under a mile later, Colin (our ride leader – I reckon he knows every bridleway in West Sussex) gave us the option of staying on the road for another mile or so to the pub or taking a quick bridleway diversion to add some more offroad to the trip. The group split and I batted off down some delightful woodland singletrack and emerged grinning onto a lane at the other end just a couple of minutes later.

Here’s what Streetview shows of the other end!

From here it was but a short ride to the Blue Ship at the Haven for lunch. Once again several other members were there to meet us, including Barbara who was looking a bit sheepish having been told off for eating her own sandwiches in the garden!

As well as a pleasant conversation with the various members of our group, I had a sausage sandwich and a pint of Sussex Ale for lunch. This stood me in good stead for the afternoons adventures. Heading west from the pub, we headed past a mill and several other swanky houses before emerging onto Loxwood Road. Turning left we then took the first left and followed Drungewick Lane down and over the canal and eventually took another bridleway on the left to head south through woodland and fields to arrive at Malham Farms again. Here we repeated one of our morning crossings (the one with the electric fence) and emerged onto Okehurst Lane once more. This time we turned right and headed south for just over half a mile. Turning right onto another bridleway we reached the river and travelled alongside it for a few hundred yards before crossing it and arriving at Loves Bridge over the canal. From here a great bit of singletrack took us up through some woods before we ran the gauntlet of the open grass in front of the house with the loose dogs. But they were nowhere to be seen and we regained the road without incident. A mile and a half later we were again at the Wisborough Green tearooms for more tea and cake.
The final session took us due south from Wisborough Green and up a long straight slightly slippy/bumpy slope and back out onto Blackgate Lane. We followed this to Pickhurst Lane which took us back to Coombelands Lane.

Then where Coombelands Lane made a sharp left turn we hit another bridleway – up through the trees and onto a sandy ridge for a great final offroad blast down to the A283 at Stopham.

Spot the composite photo – they weren’t really that close!!!

Here we made our last two crossings of the Arun – first the new bridge and then the old – before riding the last mile back to Pulborough Station.

Once again this was a very enjoyable ride and there’s another one coming up this Sunday 19th September. It’s our annual ride to the coast led by Pete S. Starting from Three Bridges Station at 09:00 hours It goes to Brighton via a number of quiet lanes and Ditchling teashop (oh, and the Beacon) before lunch on Brighton seafront. The return trip can be either by train or by following NCN20 (with a stop for refreshments at the Victory Inn in Staplefield). It’s a lovely day out and gives a good sense of achievement, hopefully I’ll see you there.

Lewes

It was half-heartedly trying to start raining as four of us met outside Three Bridges Station – Pat, Frank, Bob and John C - but the few spits and spots were not enough to warrant donning our waterproofs. We rather hoped that we might be joined by other riders as about half a dozen or so arrived at the station, but they all seemed to be getting onto trains – probably heading for one of Boris’s traffic-free rides in London.

After waiting the regulation 10 minutes, the four of us set off using the usual easterly route out of Crawley – Worth Road and then Turner’s Hill Road. As we passed Tulley’s Farm we saw the familiar figure of John V ahead and so, as we regrouped at the top of the hill, our quartet had become a quintet. As usual JV was riding strongly and Bob latched onto his rear wheel for a nice fast pace along Selsfield Road all the way to Ardingly. John and Bob waited here for the others to catch up before we continued on along Lindfield Road. At Stonecross Lane Frank and Pat said goodbye as they only had time for a short ride today. The remaining trio followed part of the route the London to Brighton bike ride used to take – Stonecross Lane, Keysford Lane, Plummerden Lane - before heading further east along Monteswood Lane. As we passed under the Bluebell Railway Bob was sad that a train wasn’t going past as he likes to see the steam engines in all their glory (I bet he’s got a trainset at home). Leaving the quiet rails behind, we continued further east along Ketches Lane and went straight over the A275 at Sheffield Crossways. Keeping right at Splaynes Green we soon arrived in Fletching where it looked like they were getting ready for some village activity or other. There was some bunting out and people were milling around looking busy. We didn’t stop in case we got roped in to help and were soon crossing the A272 near Piltdown Golf Course.

As we took the next road on the right we noticed that the woman driving in the opposite direction was busy multi-tasking as she held her phone to her ear and negotiated the awkward t-junction. Glad to be heading away from such a dangerous person, we headed on south through Spithurst and then up a short climb into Barcombe Cross. Here we turned left and headed past the waterworks at Barcombe Mills before turning right onto Wellingham Lane – this meant we could minimise the amount of A-road we’d have to use getting to Lewes. Soon however, it spat us out onto the A26 were we met a group of about 6 youngish (20 something) lads who were on a cycle tour from St. Leonards (about 20 miles away) to somewhere in North Devon (they didn’t say where exactly). They could be potential members for our club because they were looking for a pub!

We then followed the A26 all the way into Lewes where we turned into Malling Street to get to Cliffe High Street. This road was cobbled and didn’t make for comfortable riding but several shops and cafes were open and the street was buzzing with life. We found a café with outside tables and sat down for lunch and a spot of people-watching. Poached eggs on toast seemed to be the order of the day and jolly nice they were too. Sitting there on a pleasant Sunday, I quite fancied the idea of living in Lewes and found myself wondering how much more my season ticket to London would cost. Living in Lewes would make getting to our weekly rides a bit harder though!

After lunch, rather than tackle the steep climb of the High Street to gain the Offham Road, we headed through the Waterloo and Landport areas of the town to pick up a bridleway that would take us all the way to Offham. We didn’t know exactly where the bridleway started and as we were searching for it John shouted “That must be it, there’s a dog-poo bin!”. He was right and we passed under some trees and onto the track. Apparently we were using this route as a treat for me on my mountain bike (and it was easy enough) but just a couple of minutes later there was an explosive hiss as I got a front puncture. My own fault I suppose, as my slick tyres are getting on a bit and I’ve been putting off buying replacements due to lack of funds! As it deflated I rode slowly on until we emerged back onto a road where there were a couple of logs to lean bikes against and sit on in the sunshine. Unfortunately not everyone had been using the dog-poo bin and sure enough my punctured tyre had managed to find it! Once the tyre was off, we hunted for the cause of the puncture and reckon a sharp stone had poked through a previously cut part of the tyre. I replaced the tube but when it came to reinflating things, my pump didn’t seem to work very well so JV took over using his pump (thanks JV), meantime I repaired the damaged tube in case my lacerated tyres caused another flat later on.

Back on the road we turned onto Beechwood Lane just before the railway and this very quiet lane took us northwest and near a hamlet called East Chiltington. I wonder if there’s any relationship between here and West Chiltington? Not long after this we reached Wivelsfield Green and then turned north onto Slugwash Lane. The riding was pleasant if uneventful, although on reaching the end of the lane and doing a right turn onto the A272, I received a blast on the horn from a car driver - I’d pulled across in front of him because I thought he was turning into the lane I was emerging from (and therefore would be braking) but in fact he just hadn’t cancelled his indicator and was not turning (or slowing down) at all! It hadn’t been a near miss, I just think he wasn’t concentrating and had been taken by surprise.

From here we headed up through Lindfield back to Ardingly and the long drag up to Turners Hill. JV disappeared from view on this stretch and I just had to keep my head down and grind away on the pedals. We met up again at Turners Hill church and then enjoyed a fast descent past tulleys farm and back into Crawley.

My mileage was in the region of 52 miles I think (I had to guess as my speedo didn’t work for a while after my puncture repair as I’d moved the wheel sensor by mistake!).

Next weeks ride on Sunday 12th September is the final DA Event of the year, The Arun Crossings Ride. This is a VERY enjoyable ride crossing the River Arun as many times as we can manage. I recommend using at least a hybrid or tourer with grippy tyres as several bridleways are used and we’ve had a bit of rain lately (my mountain bike will be sporting a full set of knobblies). The start is from Pulborough Railway Station car park at 09:30 hrs and parking is free on Sundays. Lunch will be about midday at The Blue Ship, The Haven and the event will finish back at Pulborough Station by about 15:30 – 16:00hrs.

The Limeburners Arms, Newbridge

Being a Bank Holiday weekend, I was not expecting that many (if any) riders to be on this ride. However, shortly after arriving at the start in Horsham I was joined by Mick and Norman. Leaving the Horsham Pavilions the route went pass the railway station, along North Street to Park Street, before turning left at the traffic lights (TL) onto Parkway, shortly followed by another left at the next TL onto East Street. Continuing along this road looking for the 9th right turn, its name changes from East Street to Queens Street before finally being coming Brighton Road. The 9th right is onto Kerves Lane and leads to the first real climb of the day. Just before starting this climb I notice a sign for Hards Hill farm, and according to Google maps, Kerves Lane becomes Hards Hill, before resuming its original name of Kerves Lane!
At the end of Kerves Lane we turned right at the grass triangle onto Colstaple Lane, before it becomes Southwater Street. The route leads to a T junction in Southwater and the Worthing Road that passes through the village. Here we turned left and continued through Southwater before turning right onto Shipley Road (this turning is on a LH bend with a filter lane and near a bus shelter).
Continuing along Shipley Road we soon arrived at the staggered cross road over the A272 and headed towards Shipley. Passing a brown sign for Shipley Windmill, Mick commented about the fact it will soon no longer be needed. This lead to a discussion about its future preservation, and whether it was listed - we assumed it was.
It was also during this stretch of the route that Mick suggested I slowed down. L Having done a number of Audax rides this year I realised I’d been setting a faster pace than normally expected, so resumed my normal position on club ride and lead from the back.
Keeping left at the next grass triangle we continued on Swallows Lane and into Dial Post, before crossing the A24 near the Old Barn Nurseries. The lack of traffic made for a quick crossing and no hanging around for a gap to appear.
Continuing along Grinders Lane, towards Ashurst, we came across another cyclist searching along the verge. He’d been coming at speed from the other direction and had lost his cycle computer. We continued, and kept an eye out for it.
Just before arriving in Ashurst there is a left turn going past the church, and which eventually joins the B2135. I had considered adding this extra loop, but decided against it. Maybe next time!
In Ashurst we stopped for a quick drink/snack and Mick reminded us that he would be leading a ride to The Fountain near Xmas (Sunday 12th Dec 2010 @ 10:00 HPP). Turning right onto the B2135 we were soon heading downhill, before taking the first right onto Spithandle Lane.
Just before the end of Spithandle Lane we noticed what appeared to be a recently renovated stone plinth. It was triangular in shape, with a figure of Queen Victoria and a tap on the side.

The route continued along Hole Street and into Ashington. To add the extra miles required of this route, I decided that a loop via West Chilltington was needed, so taking a left turn onto Rectory Lane; we were soon climbing the hill towards Warminghurst Church. At least there is a nice downhill from – pity about the uphill kick at the end on the outskirts of Storrington. Turning right at the T junction, then an immediate right onto Merrywood Lane, we were soon heading towards West Chilltington, once across the staggered crossroads with the B2139.
My original route was to go through West Chilltington, but decided that the long climb along Roundabout Lane, leading to Smock Alley would be better. A left at the end of Smock Alley followed by a right at the cross roads saw us soon passing the Golf Course.
Following a freewheel attempt down the hill, we soon arrived (well not that soon since trying to stay upright on a very slow moving bike) , at B2133 and headed left towards Aversane. Once across the busy A24 it was a short ride to our lunchtime stop, but arriving 15mins too early.
With rain forecast after lunch, it was agreed that a more direct route back to Horsham would be followed, and not my more indirect one.
Leaving the pub, we turned left onto the A272, before taking the first right onto Rowner Road. This we followed to the Haven pub, before turning right into The Haven. Turning right again, we headed towards the junction of the A29, before turning left and then the first right towards Slinfold. After Slinfold, it was a short ride to Broadbridge Heath, and the back way into Horsham via the golf course.

NCN21 - Greenwich to Crawley

In order to keep our regular schedule going, we have to plan our organised rides several months in advance. So I had scheduled the NCN21 ride some time ago and well before when I arranged to stay with my daughter and partner, and occasional CTC Riders, Kendra and Chris, in Canary Wharf on Saturday night. This meant that I had to get up early on Sunday and ride across London to Victoria to start the ride that would have its first stop back where I had first started! But this did give me the chance to try out one of the first ‘Cycle Super Highways’ from Canary Wharf to the Tower of London. I didn’t want to go to the Tower of London – that is where the route terminated, rather abruptly. Apart from that it was fine.

The next mistake I made was not to publish a meeting point at Victoria. So I met Anton at Victoria station at 8.35 by WH Smiths. We had a pleasant coffee and then set off at 9.05 thinking that no one else was joining in Victoria. But Norman and Richard had, unbeknownst (is that a word!?) to us, been lurking down near the Southern arrival gates, subsequently to leave at 9.10, separately. Anton and I had a pleasant ride south of the river, mostly following the NCR4. This is the fourth time that I have led this ride and I think that this is also the fourth version of the route from Victoria to Greenwich – some parts seem to remain constant, but in some others the signs run out. But overall an interesting route through the old docklands. At Greenwich we became quorate when we joined Bob, who had ridden directly from London Bridge, and Norman and Richard, who had taken a more direct route from Victoria, giving a total of five riders. The forecast was for rain all day, which undoubtedly had put some people off and John and John were away touring with some CTC friends.

We left at 10.20 in fine weather and made good time. The route seemed to work better this time and we reached Croydon very quickly. Bob had researched the route in this area, where we got somewhat disoriented last year (ok, lost) and lead us with conviction the correct way, although there was not a sign to be seen. [Aside: Where would we be without Bob!????] And Richard’s GPS helpfully informed us if we strayed from the one true Sustrans path. Although we have ridden this route several times now it is always surprising how much green we pass through, without apparently passing through the city to arrive, suddenly, in the countryside.

So the White Bear at Fickleshole (http://www.bigginhill.co.uk/bear.htm) appeared at 12.15 – a bit late for 12.00 but earlier than usual; this was a bunch of hard (er) riders! We had our lunch sitting outside but, as we got ready to leave it started to drizzle lightly. We exchanged a few words with Neil Morrissey (Men behaving badly) and his two friends as we prepared the bikes to leave – they seemed very impressed by our journey and suggested that we would need to consume another seven pints if we were to get back to Crawley on schedule (based on our distance so far and consumption so far).

The NCN21 after Fickleshole seems to become mainly off-road tracks. After the rain in the last few days these tracks regretfully became a little too much for the clearances on Anton’s new bike and so he headed off on the road at Warlingham, while we rode serenely through the grounds of the public school there (why are they called ‘public’ when they are anything but that?!). The rain got a bit more serious for a while, but eventually lost interest. I think that this is the first time that we have had anything but hot sunny weather and it gave our off-road aficionados the chance to prove that their mudguards were either a) absent or b) inadequate and cover themselves in mud! They managed to do this quite successfully.



Richard easily won the ascent of the single chevroned hill north of the A22 before we arrived at the glorious view from Caterham hill. It was a bit murky on Sunday, but it still feels great to get there. We were back on to familiar territory as we descended down towards Redhill and the route was then flat to Crawley. Norman caught the train in Horley to return to Horsham (good to have a Horsham contingent) and we arrived home in Crawley at about 16.30 after 54 miles (Victoria to Crawley) or 45 miles (Greenwich to Crawley). Average speed a little under 10 mph – mainly due to quite a bit of off-road and one or two quite stiff climbs. Oh, and one puncture which Bob fixed very quickly.

This really is an interesting and fun route, with lots of interesting and unexpected nuances – you would be most welcome to join us next time. Thank you to everyone that made it this year – I think that we all enjoyed it.

Peter S

Bob adds:

my wife took this picture of my two tone legs - ahhh, the joys of riding offroad in the wet!!

Next weeks ride will be led by Anton. Starting from Horsham Pavilions in the Park at 09:00 hrs it will be a medium rated 50 miler with lunch at the Limeburners Arms, Newbridge.

If you'd like a ride on Bank Holiday Monday (30th August), Mick will be leading a ride from Horsham Pavilions in the Park at 10:00 hrs out to The Sussex Oak at Warnham which is having a beer festival. Mick says this will be a 30 mile medium ride and I'm guessing most of those will be done before the pub!