ACR – The Clay Country – Sun 19 Jan 2014

The temperature was naught degrees celsius when we all met at Lemon Quay. The roads was going to be icy today, but that didn’t stop seven cyclists (Julian, Chris R, Chris F, Tom, Shaun, Gareth and myself) from coming out to enjoy this fresh morning. The skies were blue as we cycled out of Truro heading East. Julian was leading, he kept the speed nice and steady.

We cycled through Probus and Grampound Road passing cars parked on the road with their windows frosted up, and headed down into the Coombe Valley. We all took our time looking out for ice on the road as we cycled along. Both Gareth and I, on at least one occasion, felt our back wheel sliding as we climbed up the other side of the valley. When we reached the little hamlet of High Street Tom decided to leave us due to prior commitments and so the rest of us continued climbing through Foxhole, Nanpean and Whitemoor.

Julian decided to take us on a loop to discover new roads and we felt as if we were returning back on ourselves as we cycled on narrow muddy country lanes around Enniscaven and Gothers. Shaun broke away in Roche and we lost Chris F (he was most properly still going around in circles or maybe he discovered a quicker route to our coffee stop without the need to backtrack!). The remaining four cyclists joined the B3274 to the Wheal Martyn China Clay Museum where we came across our lost cyclist.

It was great to have a chance to relax and refuel at the cafe as my fitness level was quite low and my legs were aching due to the lack of exercise. The conversation turned to the weather as Chris R had photos beamed in from Perranporth of black heavy clouds heading inland, and Chris F called up the weather satellite and we could see a heavy rain shower heading over Truro. Who is there right minds would go cycling in the middle of winter and not bring a coat…..quite a few in our group apparently!

The trip home to Truro took us via the long climb which by-passed Polgooth, where I overtook Chris R climbing up the hill, (he was mumbling something about his chain) and we eventually arrived at Hewas Water where we joined the A390. You will never guess what happened next, Ok so you guessed it, it began to rain quite heavily, oh how glad was I to have a coat to help keep me dry!

Report Writer Jeremy Bond

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