Donger
Convoi Exceptionnel
- Location
- Quedgeley, Glos.
Yesterday's ride: A small group of intrepid clubmates took up my invitation to a grand day out on the Isle of Wight yesterday, and we did a 51 mile half island tour. There's something about going on a ferry that always turns a ride into an adventure, and this ride was no different. It was about £7 to park at the ferry terminal at Lymington, and £16 each for the open-ended day return crossing. Well worth every penny.
Rich, me, Dave and John:
Bike stowing was a little bit haphazard, but the sea was like a millpond, so the bikes were never going to fall over:
The island is quite hilly, and we amassed over 4,000 feet of climbing in 51 miles, but the roads were beautifully quiet. This was the only traffic jam we came across:
I had planned the route so as to head across to Shanklin and then return all the way along the South coast to the Needles before returning from Yarmouth:
This allowed us to stop for lunch at Ventnor, one of my very favourite places. I love the steep little hairpin bends on the way down to the beach, though I had to warn my mates that we would be climbing back up straight after lunch. Café legs are bad enough without the risk of seeing your lunch again at the side of the road!
We headed for my favourite watering hole, the Spyglass Inn, tucked away under the cliff at the far end of the beach, with its decking extending out over the sea. On a hot, sunny day I can think of nowhere I'd rather be. Unfortunately it was a bit overcast for most of the ride, and the Spyglass was heaving, with a massive queue for food.
So we moved on to a perfectly acceptable (though nearly empty) little cafe at the other end of the beach for lunch instead. We made it back up the cliff and up several more hills of every type as we made our way along more deserted roads along the coast. Beautiful views everywhere, interrupted by a five minute biblical downpour, and followed by a nice bit of sunshine for the rest of the ride. Last time I rode the island we missed the Needles, so I was determined to put that right this time. As the ferries return at 5 past every hour, and we had an open-ended ticket, we took our time and rode over to the Needles Visitor Centre. There we found a smooth tarmac track that cyclists are allowed to use, leading out to the Needles Old Battery, and running along the edge of a vertical cliff with fine views across to the mainland. Wow! What a cycle path. A recommended diversion for everyone who visits the island by bike. We climbed around a hairpin bend up towards the Coastguard station just for the hell of it, and to get an even better view:
Then back to the ferry terminal at Yarmouth:
All in all, a monumentally great day out that was enjoyed by all. My bike has developed an annoying click that just can't be traced, but it didn't spoil the day at all. The forecasted thunderstorms stayed away until just after we had left the car park for the drive home. That was a bit of an adventure, as we were right in the middle of the mother of all thunderstorms for over half an hour on the way home. It looked like nuclear warheads were going off all around us. Got around the plethora of road closures in Gloucestershire and back home just as the rain stopped. A grand day out that I would recommend to any of you.
Cheers, Donger.
Rich, me, Dave and John:
Bike stowing was a little bit haphazard, but the sea was like a millpond, so the bikes were never going to fall over:
The island is quite hilly, and we amassed over 4,000 feet of climbing in 51 miles, but the roads were beautifully quiet. This was the only traffic jam we came across:
I had planned the route so as to head across to Shanklin and then return all the way along the South coast to the Needles before returning from Yarmouth:
This allowed us to stop for lunch at Ventnor, one of my very favourite places. I love the steep little hairpin bends on the way down to the beach, though I had to warn my mates that we would be climbing back up straight after lunch. Café legs are bad enough without the risk of seeing your lunch again at the side of the road!
So we moved on to a perfectly acceptable (though nearly empty) little cafe at the other end of the beach for lunch instead. We made it back up the cliff and up several more hills of every type as we made our way along more deserted roads along the coast. Beautiful views everywhere, interrupted by a five minute biblical downpour, and followed by a nice bit of sunshine for the rest of the ride. Last time I rode the island we missed the Needles, so I was determined to put that right this time. As the ferries return at 5 past every hour, and we had an open-ended ticket, we took our time and rode over to the Needles Visitor Centre. There we found a smooth tarmac track that cyclists are allowed to use, leading out to the Needles Old Battery, and running along the edge of a vertical cliff with fine views across to the mainland. Wow! What a cycle path. A recommended diversion for everyone who visits the island by bike. We climbed around a hairpin bend up towards the Coastguard station just for the hell of it, and to get an even better view:
Then back to the ferry terminal at Yarmouth:
All in all, a monumentally great day out that was enjoyed by all. My bike has developed an annoying click that just can't be traced, but it didn't spoil the day at all. The forecasted thunderstorms stayed away until just after we had left the car park for the drive home. That was a bit of an adventure, as we were right in the middle of the mother of all thunderstorms for over half an hour on the way home. It looked like nuclear warheads were going off all around us. Got around the plethora of road closures in Gloucestershire and back home just as the rain stopped. A grand day out that I would recommend to any of you.
Cheers, Donger.