With Andy Easton at the helm, seven of us took part in today's ride to Prawle Point: Graham Reed, Graham Black, Trevor Bradshaw, whom we met at the Hunting Lodge, Andy Easton, Neil Crowley and John Durham - just returned from cycling in Majorca.
The route I worked out was a standard one - avoiding hills as much as possible because of the battery life of my recently-acquired electrified bike. We arrived at the Avon Mill Café in Loddiswell at about 11.20 am - rather later than I had expected, because John and Andy were setting a very good pace.
Trevor suggested a hillier alternative to my main-road route into Kingsbridge, taking us via a very, very steep hill to the A381 and then over on lanes through Ledstone and eventually to Stancombe Cross, Sherford and Frogmore on the main road. I'd lost count of the hills we'd climbed by this time and was seriously worried about the life of my battery. The roads on the other side of the A379 were no less demanding and I reached East Prawle with a secret sigh of relief that I still had 50% left.
We crossed the Dart in East Potlemouth and were ferried to Salcombe. Trusting Trevor's knowledge of the area we headed along the coast and reached Marlborough by some very exacting hills rather late in the day at 4 o'clock. Ignoring the weak call of home, Graham Black and Trevor set off to Kingsbridge in search of more hills.
The rest of us had called it a day at Marlborough and headed directly back to Plymouth. With every man for himself. John and Neil shot off at record speed with myself, Andy Easton and Graham Reed trailing behind. When I got to Plympton, I had 60 miles on the clock with 6000 ft of ascent. The battery finally conked out within about 200 meters of my car.
Report by Graham John
The route I worked out was a standard one - avoiding hills as much as possible because of the battery life of my recently-acquired electrified bike. We arrived at the Avon Mill Café in Loddiswell at about 11.20 am - rather later than I had expected, because John and Andy were setting a very good pace.
Trevor suggested a hillier alternative to my main-road route into Kingsbridge, taking us via a very, very steep hill to the A381 and then over on lanes through Ledstone and eventually to Stancombe Cross, Sherford and Frogmore on the main road. I'd lost count of the hills we'd climbed by this time and was seriously worried about the life of my battery. The roads on the other side of the A379 were no less demanding and I reached East Prawle with a secret sigh of relief that I still had 50% left.
We crossed the Dart in East Potlemouth and were ferried to Salcombe. Trusting Trevor's knowledge of the area we headed along the coast and reached Marlborough by some very exacting hills rather late in the day at 4 o'clock. Ignoring the weak call of home, Graham Black and Trevor set off to Kingsbridge in search of more hills.
The rest of us had called it a day at Marlborough and headed directly back to Plymouth. With every man for himself. John and Neil shot off at record speed with myself, Andy Easton and Graham Reed trailing behind. When I got to Plympton, I had 60 miles on the clock with 6000 ft of ascent. The battery finally conked out within about 200 meters of my car.
Report by Graham John
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