24 Aug, QE, (9,13)

Nine fine young Shabis lined up at the Red Lion Charlton, ready to tackle an evening which promised hellish brambles. The thought of riding through an assault course which was mostly likely going to lead to a removal of an outer layer of skin resulted in one early sick note being received. Said note received from Master Daisy of Bognor Regis, (written by his best mate in a plausible imitation of his mums hand writing),

‘Dear RM, Master Daisy, kant com out today as hes got a coff and he needs to go to Cornwall’.

I survived a Dobby brambles Ride - will you...?

1830hr arrived, meals were ordered and the pack was off! A bit of tarmac to start, just to keep the RM happy, and then a sharp division right towards QE Park and the first encounter with hellish brambles. Well hellish to me, for the Shabis it was nothing to worry about, ‘was that it they cried’ I had to warn them there was worse to come.

'Tarmac sends a message'

Before TSJ was a supplier of high quality surfaced drives and paths to retired couples in Hampshire and Dorset he provided commentary to parties on bus tours, pointing out interesting facts and figures relating to the countryside outside the bus window. This previous life came in useful for the RM as it provided further opportunity to describe the route ahead and areas of interest likely to be encountered.

Tarmac said 6.30pm pedal off!

Onto QE Park and a quick lap of the blue circuit. So named incidentally, as the first rider to discover this trail had an extraordinary passion for cheeses, specifically Stilton, Saint Agur and Dorset Blue. In reflection of blue cheese passion, we now have the aptly named ‘blue’ trail.

The blue trail appeared to be enjoyed by all. Strangely Brown even suggested that he may bring Strangely Brown Junior to experience the sweeping berms and flowing corners. Good plan I reckon.

With QE behind us it was down to Buriton to look at the duck pond. A group of 9 Shabis at rest is quite a sight and often attracts a lot of attention. (This is one