Bikes & Beaches.
So today we had a wonderful ride with good company!
I arrived at Manningtree Station at 8:30am but wasn’t the first of us to get there – Cycleman on his Trice had arrived yesterday and wild camped locally. He was tucking into a full breakfast when I got there – I went for the Half Breakfast as usual.
People arrived over the next hour and a half and eventually there were twenty two of us – Auntie Helen, ChrisKH, Cycleman, Delthebike, Fatbloke, Handbag, Ianrauk, Jane, Jo, User10571, Moondog, Naggers, PippaG, Tim Hall, Mrs Hall, Sig Silverprinter, TimO, Topcat1, Uncle James, William, Wowbagger and Mrs Wow. This group included three Trices and two tandems so it gave the locals something to laugh about.
We set off along the river Stour through Mistley, turning southwards to Bradfield Heath and then Wix where we turned east again, enjoying the following wind, through Beaumont-cum-Moze, Thorpe-le-Soken and Walton-on-the-Naze, following the route between the Twizzle river and the Wallet up to the Naze Tower.
The lady at the Naze Tower had, as promised, baked lots of flapjacks for us and we stopped and enjoyed tea and cake/flapjack whilst James tried to fly the kite that I had discovered beside the road yesterday.
Cycleman went up the top of the tower to see the view. It was here that Moondog left us to return home.
The strong winds meant that it felt a little cold at times so we were happy to get back on the bikes and head along the seafront at Walton to Frinton-on-Sea, then across the golf course (on some rather rough track) to Clacton where we stopped for lunch and a swim.
The lunch café had a reasonable selection of unhealthy food and the obligatory wobbly tables. Some hardy souls swam (Wowbagger, Tim Hall and PippaG).
Some other hardy souls tested out other peoples’ bikes after lunch, which in one case involved swapping shoes too.
James’s Trice sprung a valve leak and he experimented with a fine selection of other people’s pumps to reinflate the tyre. Ianrauk used James’s Trice to race a local lady:
I attempted not to have a clipless moment on Ian’s shiny new bike.
From Clacton we pressed on through Jaywick, stopping to fix a puncture for ChrisKH and then, having negotiated a few moments where I’d misaligned the GPS track, we started to work our way inland to St Osyth. From here we headed on quiet country lanes to Great Bentley where we stopped for a welcome pint and a selection of homemade cake (from Sig Silverprinter) and shop-bought flapjacks (from Helen), topped off by HeartAttack from CycleChat’s wonderful chocolate creation that he sent Helen. Yum!
Four hardy souls gathered up enough enthusiasm to try some cricket on the green
Time was marching on and we fairly soon decided to press on back toward Manningtree. This part of the route seemed faster, particularly as the evil headwind we’d had on the way to Great Bentley wasn’t quite as bad now we were heading more north.
At Manningtree everyone who wanted to catch the first London train managed to get in, including a lot of bicycles.
Mr & Mrs Hall were driving home and Topcat1 stayed for a quick sandwich before catching the next train. James and I were rather amazed to buy a pint of IPA and a pint of orange juice for £3.45 in total – the café living up to its reputation for good value!
We were lucky with the weather as the rain held off and we had a fair bit of sunshine. The wind was fairly strong which meant we had some fun watching a load of people in laser dinghies capsizing. It was great to meet some of you for the first time (Cycleman, Handbag, Moondog, Naggers) and of course good to see several of you again. Thank you for all your company!