The Jet Stream moved north in recent weeks, taking its nasty little storms and heavy rain elsewhere for a change. This gave Dave Newman, John Durham, Trevor Bradshaw and Graham Black ample opportunity to explore the Devon countryside - not that I was able to participate in all the rides, since my suped-up Specialised Roadhopper decided to give me even more grief after I had just spent £240 plus on an almost complete refit at Dartmoor Cycles! This time it was the electrics, and Bike Space and their supplier have not yet fathomed the caused of the problem. I am not looking forward to the bill. Since the problem occurred on the morning of John Durham's ride, that was one I unfortunately missed. But there was no excuse the following weekend when Graham Black did a car assisted ride from Trerulefoot to Fowey. Out came my dusty and cob-webbed Van Nicholas with the word “SLEEP” written in big letters on the cyclometer. But at least the battery hadn't died in the intervening months since the purchase of my electric kit. In princely fashion I actually completed the whole ride on my re-awakened Sleeping Beauty, and it felt just great to be on a feather-weight, real bike again. Apart from the mega hills, especially around Herodsfoot, I regained some of my confidence to ride a conventional bike in the company of strong riders. The thought has even crossed my mind that I may do the Section's forthcoming Brittany Trip on the van Nicholas rather than my steam roller of a Roadhopper.
Returning to Tom Dunn's subject of daffodils, we have been doubly blessed in fact in recent moths with two flowerings - in Winter and the Spring. The recent display has been most spectacular indeed, rejuvenating the hedgerows and banks with a sunny burst of happy, waving colour. But don't get too distracted. Watch out for the potholes! As a result of months of bad weather, like the sequel to a horror movie - they're back!