"The West Surrey Cyclist" - October - December 1992

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Front cover - very similar to Issue 1
Inner front cover - advertisement - Collins Cycles
Editorial - by David Nightingale
Notice - Ladies Weekend Reunion
DA Committee 1991/92
Surrey Wildlife Trust Roads Campaign
West Surrey Junior Cyclists
The Road to the Isles (Part 3) - by Ian Parker
Events Programme - the runs list for October 92 to New Year 93
Notices - Clubroom, D.A. Dinner
I'm Sorry, I Don't Want to be a Hardrider - by R. E. Kilsby
Presidents Notes - by George Alesbury
A Wet Breakfast - by Marguerite Statham
New and Old Ideas - by Marguerite Statham
The Social Intermediates - by Marguerite Statham
A Wee Problem - by Marguerite Statham
Letters to the Editor - from Harry Statham and Phil Hamilton
Interim attendance scores
For sale
Program of events for 1993

Selected items transcribed from the original printed copy:


Sorry folks' for the delayed appearance of this issue !  Various excuses etc..............  The cold weather is realy to blame, slowing down ones motions, and we won't go into those !

Watch out for slippery patches on the roads, wet leaves, mud, gravel washed off banks, can all be hazardous, especially on bends and down hill.  This may seem obvious but, its easy to forget about, the Woking Wayfarers unfortunatley had three down, Eds thanks to the excellent teamwork and help of this groups members, and the helpful motorist.

A few days later Eds' slid sideways off round a bend, and had thence a few spokes to mend !  Removing the Block is hard, but interesting.

We all enjoy the countrylanes and the associated scenery, if the M25 is widened to 14 lanes at a cost of £2.8 billion, much land will gobbled up.  For example Ockham and Wisley Commons will be affected, housing in areas such as Byfleet, and acording to FoE up to 26 Sites of Special Scientific Interest.  Nitrogen dioxide pollution levels will increase with increased traffic fumes.  Cycling in gas masks ! Why should we ! If you would like further information.
1)  See the Surrey Wildlife Trust info in this issue.
2)  Join the above or Friends of the Earth, Membership Services, 56 - 58 Alma Street, Luton, LU1 2PL. 0582 482297
3)  Ask Ed !

If you wish to contact your MP on this issue:-  House of Commons, LONDON, SW1A OAA.

At this point Ed nearly got on his soap box, but decided against boring you all.  Phew !

The date for articles etc for the next issue, now would be nice, but I guess by the end of November would be more realistic.
Thank you all,


Stop Press   Ladies Weekend Reunion

Saturday 24th Please ring Sue Heywood for details. 0483 728695

West Surrey District Association Committee 1991/1992

PRESIDENT After the sad passing away of Mr Bill Inder, here's wishing a worthy successor all the best.
SECRETARY Mr Keith Parfitt, 24, Elmside, Onslow Village, Guildford. Tel. 0483 60776
TREASURER Mr Roger Philo, Hunters Moon, Cumberland Avenue, Guildford GU2 6YH. Tel. 0483 233381
Other members Rory Fenner, Ken Bolingbroke, Jeremy Dowling

HARDRIDERS Roger Philo Tel. 0483 233381
INTERMEDIATES Marguerite Statham Tel. 0483 763289
WAYFARERS SOUTH Keith Parfitt Tel. 0483 60776
WOKING WAYFARERS David Nightingale Tel. 0483 725674
MID-WEEK WAYFARERS George Alesbury Tel. 0932 843285
JUNIOR GROUP Sally Tel. 0483 503743
FARNHAM Anne Neale Tel. 0252 716818
STAINES, CHERTSEY, EGHAM Nick & Terry Boorman Tel. 0784 450088

MAGAZINE  Mr David Nightingale, 11, Waverley Ct., Woking, Surrey.  Tel. 0483 725674

CLUBROOM EVENTS  Ring Keith Parfitt for details of all the goings on !  This clubroom is for everyone to enjoy whatever group you ride with.

West Surrey Junior Cyclists

West Surrey Junior Cyclists (WSJC, but a.k.a. WeeSeeJuicy by the children) was set up by Keith who saw an opportunity to introduce cycling to those children aged 11 up.  Keith was aware that these children, whose dearest wish was to have a mountain bike for Christmas or a birthday, had mums who were not happy about letting their children ride the machines further than the end of their street.

Keith initially promised to take two boys out for a Saturday morning ride, but found that this was swiftly followed by a request for a regular monthly outing for the boys and their friends. Keith, being Keith, Shanghaied a couple of mums and dads to join in - and WSJC was born.

The rides follow an organised route and encompasses both off road and road rides, giving the children the thrill of rough riding along bridleways, woods and paths, but also the valuable experience of learning to cope with traffic.  Each child needs to have a roadworthy bike, have passed a proficiency test, and wear a safety helmet.  There is always a good number of adults present to ensure safety, although this often means the children have to frequently wait for a puffed out mum to catch up.  The aforesaid mother is always grateful for the well-earned stop at Wheeler's Rest cafe, where the children can be seen tucking in to such eclectic fare as hot rice-pudding with jam, ice-cream (even on the most overcast day), cake, bacon sandwich or baked beans on toast.

The ride traditionally meets at West Clandon village hall one Saturday a month.  The group sets off at 9.30 and returns at 12.30.  It is astounding how little one notices the surrounding countryside when one is driving or being driven from A to B - to have the leisure to discover picturesque parts of our near neighbourhood has been a joy.

The aim of West Surrey Junior Cyclists is give these future CTC members the confidence, interest and ability in cycling, safely.  We hope too that this group will expand and divide into neighbourhood based branches organising rides for each locality, as demand increases.  If there are any concerned mums out there who would like to set up a local group, please do contact Keith who will be delighted to offer advice.

Sally Olszewski

The Road to the Isles (Part 3)

It was eleven a.m. by the time we arrived at Uig in Skye.  Not having a map of Skye or much money either, I decided that I would head straight for Portree the main town on Skye .  I had been informed that I would find a cash dispener there and would be able to replenish my funds .  It didn't take long to get down to Portree and I soon found what I was looking for and with a new sense of purpose set off to discover pasture's new.  After a few miles I found a conveniant spot to have a brew and to study my newly purchased map.  As I sat drinking my cuppa I decided that I would head for the hostel at Broadford and make that my base for further forays around Skye.  Again I soon covered the short distant too the hostel and arrived about three hours before it was due to open , but like a lot of hostels in the remoter places there was somewhere where I could leave my panniers .  So I unburdened myself of most of my panniers,only keeping one to keep my valuables in and also to put a bit of shopping in as I had spied a Co-Op earlier as I entered town , and I decided I would take the opportunity to stock up on some stores.  I wasted around an hour on my shopping trip and after I had left my stores back at the hostel with the rest of my gear I decided I would spend a couple of hours pottering around .  As I headed out of town, unencumbered by all my luggage , a vague sense of purpose came into my wanderings.  I would head westward towards a small place on the west coast called Elgol.  In most of the books I had bought or borrowed from libaries , Elgol had occurred again and again , in words and pictures , always the pictures looking out from Elgol over the waters of Loch Scavaig too The Cullins and at that moment as the pictures replayed themselves in my mind's eye , I decided I would go and take a look for myself , and see if it was as stunning as the pictures portrayed it.  The run up Strath Suardal was unexciting; although quite lovely ; but it wasn't until I had turned north and had gone through a small hamlet called Torrin that the scenary began to make its presence felt and I was thoroughly captivated .  There before me were the majestic peaks of the Cuillins and as I just stood and stared at them I quickly realised why a lot of people wax lyrical about them and come back too them year after year to revel in there splendour .  I pushed on , finding it extremely hard to keep my attention on the road ahead .  After a further half an hour I crested a short climb over Ben Medbost and there laid out before me was Elgol .  I freewheeled down into the little hamlet , and sure enough the pictures where right , it was a captivating place and I spent far too long just sitting and stairing at the mountains across the loch .  I was bought back to terra firma by the alarm on my watch sounding six p.m. , and reluctantly I set of back to the hostel .  I got back to the hostel a little after seven and it was lucky that I did as the hostel was beginning to fill up fast.  I booked myself in for only one night as I was beginning to form the impression that it was going to be a little bit noisy at the hostel as there was a lot of young people about , and youngsters are not the quietest of people around .  I dumped my luggage on a spare bunk, had a shower and then went and cooked my supper.  After my meal I went for a stroll around Broadford , and what a mistake that was .  I had heard about the infamous Highland midge but up to this night hadn't encountered them much , either I was riding to fast for them before or maybe the steady breeze of the prievious days had kept them grounded , but no such luck this night and I was constantly swatting the buggers as they tried to make me the local take away .  After half an hour I gave up and returned to the safety of the hostel , from now on I decided I would use one of the two insect repellants I had bought with me , or maybe both , just to be on the safe side.  I spent the rest of the evening reading my guide book , deciding what I would do the following day .  It being a Sunday , I didn't expect to find anywhere open , so I just resolved myself to riding around looking at the scenary .  My earlier instinct about the noise level soon became apparent as I tried to sleep and it was with difficulty that I dozed of,aided by my constant companion,my walkmann.I had gone to sleep that night to clear skys and no wind ; but what a change in the morning ; the wind had got up and grey clouds scudded across the sky , dumping small parcels of rain on there way .  Oh well I thought , up to now I've been lucky , a little rain won't do me any harm , I've got my waterproofs !  That as it turned out was an understatement as during the course of my wanderings that day I got dumped on a couple of times quite spectaculary , once in the middle of nowhere half way up a glen with not a tree to be seen for shelter .  I headed south down the Sleat Penisular , heading nowhere in particular .  I passed the ruins of Knock Castle and the village of Kilmore ; the place where St Columba is said to have landed on his wanderings spreading christianity .  I next came across the ruins of Armadale castle and was surprised to find signs of activity , on further investigation I found that there was a craft shop and visitor centre here , that were open !  Also I discovered that they had a very nice cafe , so I took the opportunity to have a drink and a bite to eat .  Suitabley refreshed I went for a visit around the visitor centre and its extremely interesting audio-visual display , well worth the modest entry fee .  Afterwards I turned for the return trip too Broadford , returning via another route , past Tarskavaig and its sandy bay to arrive at another ruined castle , Dunscaith .  This was the Clan Macdonald's fortress during the 15th and 16th centuries , but it is said to be the oldest castle on Skye , having previously belonged to the Norse kings who ruled the islands earlier .  The grassy battlements gave me further marvellous veiws of the Cuillins .  A mile further on at the village of Ord the road turned away from the coastline and headed back over moorland to rejoin the A851 where I headed back for Broadford .  I arrived back at the hostel in another shower , so although I was reluctant to stay another night I thought it might be prudent , so I booked for the night and decided that the following morning I would head for Kyleakin and the ferry across to the mainland and The Kyle of Lochalsh .  I awoke the following morning to further rain .  I donned my waterproofs and headed for Kyleakin .  A short trip bought me to the village and I joined the queque waiting to board the ferry which I could see across the water at The Kyle of Lochalsh .  As I stood waiting I looked around and unfortunately the rain did nothing for the village,and it just sat there under the leaden sky with a dismal air about it,reminding me of a mining or mill town from the north of England .  I was quite glad to board the ferry and even more glad to find somewhere I could stand out of the rain .  Ten minutes later and I was pushing my bike up the landing ramp into The Kyle of Lochalsh .  I had a wander around and came across the station , and remembered seeing a t.v. programme about the train journey between Inverness and The Kyle and how spectacular the journey had appeared .  At that moment I had had enough of cycling for a while , so decided I would enjoy the train journey and take a few hours rest from cycling .  I walked down to the station and found it unmanned and an hour and a half for the next train , but I didn't care .  I found somewhere to lock my bike and then took a wander around the town , buying a few provisions in the process .  Whilst I was wandering around the rain ceased and the clouds began to break up , with the sun trying to break through .  After an hour I returned to the station to find one of those evil sprinter trains at the platform , the ticket office was manned by now also so I enquired whether I might be able to get me and my bike across to Inverness and was pleasantly surprised to find that that wouldn't be a problem , the ticket clerk couldn't be more helpful and later as I boarded the train the guard was likewise , don't believe all the stories you here about B.R. and it's staff , some of them are human like you and me .  We set off just after 11.30 a.m. the train being relatively empty at this stage in the journey, so it was easy to find a window seat to gaze out at the scenary .  It didn't take long for me to appreciate how spetacular the journey was to be as we progressed towards Inverness .  The first hour of the journey saw the train call at six wayside stations and we took on lots of people , mainly backpackers , and by the time we got to Strathcarron , about a quarter of the way to Inverness , the train was full , all seats taken standing room only , I silently prayed that there wouldn't be many more people anticipating catching the train .  The journey continued , but I won't bore you with any more details , you'll probarbly getting bored with all the superlative's I've used up to now .  All I'l say is that if you get the opportunity to travel on the line , take it, you will not be disappointed .  We arrived in Inverness a shade after 2 p.m. , I had a quick glance at my map and headed south down the A9 , towards the hostel at Aviemore and the last part of my journey around the Highlands and Islands .


( to be continued....)

Your Clubroom    Oct 14   Nov 11  and  Dec 9

We have some interesting events for the next three visits to the clubroom.

OCT 14th - We all have an opportunity to learn more about the Sky At Night, by observing through a telescope, providing the weather is kind, then a short talk - by Rory.

NOV 11th  This is your chance to show some of your slides, and/or prints, so we can organise the evening give me a ring if you can bring any slides/prints.

DEC 9th  A social evening at the clubroom, with an opportunity to observe the eclipse of the moon later in the evening.  Details nearer the date from Rory.

Please support it more.  New ideas and help with running the evenings would be appreciated.

Keith Parfitt 0483 60776

D.A. Dinner - 28th November at the New YMCA Guildford

Re-introduction of this social event, was thought a good idea by the committee.

An ideal opportunity for members and friends to get together, and a fitting venue for presenting cups, medals and certificates.  Let the committee know as soon as possible, come along and make it a success.

I'm Sorry, I Don't Want to be a Hardrider

I don't want to be a 'Hardrider'; I am not capable of being a 'Hardrider' - and I don't mind.  I admit their skill and their stamina but each to his own.  It is not my style of cycling.  Rather it has been my experience that often the pleasure of a ride is in inverse ratio to the mileage covered.  You see I am one of that great majority of people, some 75% of the membership I am told, who take little or no part in the District Association.  It may be of some interest to explain why.  In doing so I very much want to be positive, not negative.  If I am forthright I do not apologise but assure you that I have no desire to wound fellow cyclists who are dedicated servants of the D.A. and the C.T.C.  I hope it may be helpful.

I yield to no one in my love of cycling.  It gives me great contentment and satisfaction, enabling me to enjoy all that is around me at a human speed.  It covers more ground than walking but not so fast as to deprive one of sensing the smells, sounds and sights of the country.  Or even the town:  urban riding round the back streets of Dockland or Dalston is not without excitement, occasionally of the wrong kind.  But cycling is to me a means to an end and not an end in itself.  That is what is so good about the new 'West Surrey Cyclist'.  It has, for the first time, made me react to the D.A.  It contains interesting articles on a wide variety of cycle related subjects;that is a refreshing change from the lists of racing results and incestuous gossip concerning people that I don't know that fill the pages of other club magazines.

Who, you may now ask, is this critic of the establishment ?

My c.v would include a lifetime of pleasure cycling:  the ownership of more cycles than I care to count but including two Dawes 'Super Galaxy's, a Raleigh 'Randonneur' and 'Royale'; four Moulton A.M's; three A.T.B's ; five old Moultons and a Rogers tricycle.  When friends look askance at this and ask why, since one can only ride one machine at a time I reply 'Would you play golf with one club, would you not need a variety of clubs for different situations ?'  (For the benefit of the criminal inclination they are secured with chain formerly used to hold the 'Ark Royal' and we have a very alert dog.)

You may also ask 'How dare this neddy criticise that which he has not experienced?'  I have you know; mostly the 'Mid Week Wayfarers'.  I do not criticise them.  They are a delightful, civilised and interesting group of people whose company I enjoy.  Especially at lunch!  They have shown me back tracks and byways in the area that I have not seen before in over 20 years residence in Guildford.  There could not be a better leader than George Alesbury whilst the niceness and enthusiasm of lady members is illustrated by the writings of Marguerite Statham in the last issue.  But even they go from the meeting point to elevenses, then on to the the lunch spot and so on.  Excelsior.  They have no time to stop and look at points of interest.  I see a watermill, but we do not stop.  A view but we do not stop.  Except once.  We went to view Field Marshall Montgomery's simple grave.  I found it very moving.  That is my kind of cycling.  A means to an end, not an end in itself.

With like minded friends I have assisted in the publication of a modest little cycling book - 'Quiet Wind Assisted Cycle Routes between B.R. Stations'  To our surprised delight the first printing has sold out; we have had it reprinted and now are working on an expanded and enlarged second edition.  There has been a feature in the upmarket 'Country Living' magazine, a review in the 'Solicitors Journal'; two judges and numbers of solicitors have bought copies.  So I shall develop this kind of cycling with one or two kindred spirits.  Example, Next month we are going on another ride on the 'red roads', even more the 'green lanes' of Milton Keynes.  Our first visit earlier in the year was a delight.  We stopped and looked at the many interesting architectural and planning experiments in that remarkable city.  We looked at the Japanese School; at Hawaian war canoe racing on a lake and at a minature railway which was running with a delightful steam engine at the head.  We did 18 slow miles and absorbed a great deal.  Railways, canals and industrial history are other interests which are very much part of my cycling .

In the July issue of the magazine it is said that 'the D.A. is about to turn the corner'.  More initiatives like the magazine, properly developed, could certainly help.  I would not want to suggest that publication of 'The West Surrey Cyclist' will bring members rushing to join the D.A.  One of the great heresies of our time is a mistaken belief that because there is a problem there is a solution.  It would perhaps be an advantage if each issue carried a definitive, reliable and comprehensive programmne of events for the next three months.  Distribution too seems a bit uncertain.  Perhaps prepaid subscriptions ?  Perhaps a review copy sent to local newspapers ?

Anyway, congratulations on a 'good read'.  I hope it goes from strength to strength

R.E.Kilsby.  Guildford.  September '92.

Presidents Notes

1.  This my first opportunity to thank you all for asking me to take over as D.A. President until the AGM on November l5th.  It now being 57 years since I joined the DA, it came as an unexpected honour and was very much appreciated.  Trying to follow in the steps of my old friend Bill Inder will be a challenge, but it will be my intention to do my best to oil the wheels and smooth the bumps, as and when they turn up.

2.  With this in mind may I ask you all to do your very best to come along to the AGM on November 15th, at the YOUTH CLUB HALL, ELSTEAD, at 2pm.  You will be given every opportunity to fashion the future policy for the DA.  A number of members have made it known to me that they are not too happy with certain aspects of organisation and would like to see some changes made.  Fine, why not put forward your proposals for inclusion in the AGENDA or, better still, consider standing for membership of the committee.  You need just two members to propose and second you, together with the good will of your friends at the meeting.  The permitted maximum number of Committee Members is reasonably elastic and every effort will be made to include applicants holding constructive ideas for our future activities.  Remember, in this life we usually get what we work for and little comes to those who simply observe the action.  Anything can be changed if a sufficient number of members so desire.  Don't let the Elstead venue put you off, if I can ride back to Weybridge after the meeting, most of you should get home safely, but do remember to bring your lights.

3.  Congratulations to Chris Jeggo for exposing the fallacies of MICRO DRIVE Systems.  Laboratory tests of aircraft control system chains indicated a rapid rise in friction ( wear ) as the number of sprocket teeth was reduced below 20.  It was also shown that chain malalignment of more than 0.25 inches over a length of 20 inches caused further friction ( wear) to occur.  If science is to be believed, we would be better served by our gear systems if sprocket and chain wheel sizes are provided to give a normal steady pedalling ratio using a rear sprocket of 17 teeth or larger.  For higher gears smaller sprockets can be used as their times of use are restricted.  Also, more attention should be given to selecting the gears which give best alignment of front and back sprockets.  Too often I find myself riding behind members using the smallest chainwheel in combination with the smallest sprocket on the block, the poor old chain running at maximum malalignment.  Modern gear systems stand up to much abuse, but why increase the friction and wear more than is necessary ?

4.  As one who, during times of pressure with work and family life, kept in touch with the DA through the Thursday Night rides which, for me, were introduced in the early 1950's by the Esher Group of the Kingston Section ( The DA at that time consisted of two sections, Woking and Kingston ).  These evening runs give an excellent opportunity for members to keep in contact with the DA and it encourages them to join in at weekends as and when possible.  If you live not too far from Chertsey why not give it a try.  I did and it made me many friends over my forty years or so of involvement.

5.  It seems that the committee wishes to re-introduce the Annual Dinner this year, to take place on the last Saturday in November at the YMCA Guildford.  For many years this was a very popular event with regular attendance of 70 or more.  Why not come along ?  I'm sure you would find it most enjoyable.

George Alesbury

A Wet Breakfast

Yesterday - Sunday - someone said to me "I havent had time to do that report " So here I am on the 11.05 am Intercity from Kings Cross to Leeds trying to remember what happened on the Intermediates Breakfast ride about four weeks ago.

I do have vivid memories of foul, wet weather as I left home at 5 am heading for Pirbright Green, our prearranged meeting point.  As usual I was early (!!!!) but at approximately 5.25 am a wet David Pinkess arrived - Helen, having set out had already returned home, as she is famous for hating rain.  5.28 am and Bob and Isabel having seen Helen's retreat, appeared followed by Geoff ( who had been up until 1 am re-building a wheel) and Carol.  Jeremy had phoned on the previous evening to say that he was unable to come as his new Dawes Super Galaxy - a replacement for a previous accident insurance claim - had been stolen.  He must have been (almost) relieved when he saw the weather on the Sunday morning.  He was also able to have an unexpected "lie - in" as he would have had to leave home at 4.30 am !

So, two short already, the remaining six decided to "go for it" to breakfast and re-assess afterwards.  Just beyond Vokes Isabel got a puncture, so while some of us 'sheltered' under dripping trees the men - what gallant heroes ! - fixed the tube in the half light.  On again to the Hogs Back where David decided that a warm dry cosy day with Helen would be much more attractive.  So he peeled off, while Geoff adjusted Carol's gears.  If it had been 7 o'clock at this point I would have been very tempted to have my breakfast at the Happy Eater.  However it was much too early so on we went through Seale and Elstead, until we stopped at the top of a hill at Hyde Farm near Pitch Place, where Carol took off her glasses to wipe them as she was having difficulty seeing where she was going, the glasses crashed onto the road so Carol now couldn't see anything !! ( well enough to get by !)  She decided to grope the remainder of the way to breakfast which was much nearer than going home !

Up and up and up we pushed until triumphantly, at approximately 7.45 am, we had reached the H.E at Hindhead.  Five drenched cyclists sat down and orderd five full English breakfasts, gallons of tea and a few orange juices.  The Ladies then headed for the loos where we were able to blow dry our hair and wet clothes.  The breakfast was really delicious and more than welcome.

An hour and a half later a decision had to be made.  Carol said that she was going to try and find her way home and Geoff said that he would escort her - did I detect a smile on his face ?  Bob said " I don't mind carrying on ", so Isabel, I think with a sense of loyalty to her husband, shrugged her shoulders and said, with a very straight face "O.K.".  Which left me, as it was my idea in the first place and I had volunteered to lead for the day, I had no choice but to carry on.  So I dutifully folded the map showing a route to Rowlands Castle thinking that I had now proved to myself that I really am totally mad !

The penetrating drizzle was now being blown parallel to the A3, as the 3 of us crossed the road before descending into Haslemere.  Here the story changes.  The rain stopped never to return (that day) and the sun shone from time to time, we cycled on, now really enjoying ourselves until we came to the very welcome tea shop close to Rowlands Castle station, where some cyclists from Bognor were already tucking into the goodies.

Refreshed again we continued on to Hayling Island using the cycle path to cross the bridge.  We arrive at Eastoke in the S.E. corner of the Island and had bought some sticks of rock for those five (now) unfortunate souls who had been unable to come with us !  We then had lunch in the Smugglers Cafe before riding along the coastal road to catch the ferry to Portsea Island.  The ferry did a detour to pick up a couple of people who had just moored their boat in the middle of Langstone harbour.  So we had an enjoyable 20 minute cruise in the sunshine.  We followed the road along the sea front through Southsea, eventually reaching Portsmouth Harbour, where we caught the 4.32 pm train for Woking.  The three of us had had a really good day out and during our 72.74 miles, we spotted 80 (at a guess) Canadian geese; 60 (another guess) rabbits in a field near Bedhampton Station, 3 foxes (before dawn) 14 mole hills and one frightened Moorhen running across the road in front of us.

Isabel, Bob and I have promised to show the other five the same route next June when the weather could be drier and the morning lighter.  Why don't you come with us ?

Marguerite Statham  28/8/92

New and Old Ideas

The Wayfarers are to be "split" in two.  The Northern Wayfarers will be run by David Nightingale, who will continue to start from Woking Market at 9.15 am every Sunday.  The Southern Wayfarers will be led by Keith Parfitt and will meet at various points in the south of the DA, - possibly Guildford, Cranleigh, CTC HQ, and Farnham - to name but a few.

The Intermediates and the Hardriders will continue as before, meeting at various points over the DA and coming together for tea as often as possible.  Roger Philo will continue to lead the Hardriders.  While I shall be leading the Intermediates.

I shall be submitting a proposition to the AGM, which will? read something like the following :-
1)  Each Group to have a "get together" in October to select its leader for the following year.
2)  Each group to chose its own rides, but meeting up with other groups at tea as often as possible.

To achieve the above I would suggest that we go back to the 'old' system of putting the runs list together, where the Hardriders 'do' their rides first and arrange the tea places.

The list is then passed on to the Intermediates who choose rides to finish at the same tea place.  The Intermediates should also meet the Hardriders at the start at least once a month.

The list is then handed to all the Wayfarer Groups to 'do' their rides also finishing at the same tea place.  All Wayfarer Groups should meet the Intermediates at the start or Coffee at least once a month so that people get to know one another thus making it easier to transfer from one group to another.

What do you think ?  Give your constructive ideas to a committee member, or better still, bring them along to the AGM at Elstead on Sunday November 15th at 2pm.

See you there.
Marguerite Statham  31/8/92

The Social Intermediates

Come and join the 'new' Social Intermediates, where the emphasis is on fun, not miles.  We have a very enthusiastic group at the moment, full of wild ideas.  We do aim to cover about 60 miles a week but have plenty of giggles and the occasional bungee strap wrapped in the gears.  We even had a rider who disappeared inside his cape, not to mention the one who uses "buckets" for toe clips !

Ride with us and have some fun !!

Marguerite 0483 763289

A Wee Problem

A small boy on the Skipton train wanted a wee.  His mother, not realizing that there was a toilet on the train, managed to collect it all in a crisp packet - someone had eaten the crisps first!  Then what?  She had another small boy fast asleep on her lap so she handed the bag to a young girl - probably about five years old, who had watched the whole operation - who carefully carried the bag, holding the top very carefully, to her mother who was sitting two rows away.  Then what?  This mother, also gingerly holding the bag at the top, wondered what she could do with it until another helpful passenger told her that there was a toilet on the train.  "How embarrasing", said the second mother as she carefully carried the bag along to the loo with the rest of us in giggles!


Dear Ed, Wed 26 Aug

Since you spoke to me this morning about articles for the magazine I have remembered about discussing with people the need to always be aware of good road manners, i.e. mostly giving access to passing vehicles, especially on winding parts of the route.  Personally my driving experience extends over many years, my cycling experience over just three.  As a driver I would be happy with two pairs riding abreast, with a good gap before the next pairs, lets say 3 or 4 places for cars to go into.  I would be happy for the pairs to be a normal half cycle length apart.  How do others feel???  It is the pressure on drivers we have to accomadate and in my view prevent the little old ladies from creeping up on us.  At a not too distant junction it would be very acceptable to me if the Min Of Tran made long distance cycling part of and prior to the driving licence for all those below an agreed age, this would at once create an awareness in hot-bloods of what we are about, improve the health of the nation, be environmentally a very good thing, get cycle paths in use with greater urgency and boost my shares in ( Dawes cycle manufactures ) if I had any !

Could say more but the brain says put the kettle on,

Regards Harry.

Dear Ed,

May I use your columns to thank all those who gave Sue and I assistance, or have phoned to offer sympathy and help, following our spill last Sunday.  The grazes are healing, the bruising is in glorious technicolour and Sue's collar bone will soon be knitted.  Our thank also to the anonymous driver who offered us seats in his car and then whisked us off to the hospital.

On a lighter note it may interest you to know that Adrian and I have recently returned from a weeks cycling in Brittany ( very lumpy ), where we captained tandems for visually impaired stokers.  It was a very interesting and rewarding week, and an activity I can recommend to all.

Phil Hamilton.

West Surrey CTC Attendance Scores

6 OCT 1991 TO 16 AUG 1992

From 6/10/91 to 16/8/92  149 members have ridden with us,  many come out on one run only.

Program of Events for 1993

Please contact a committee member if you feel you would like to help with any of the events, i.e. marshalling.  Thanks go out to all those who helped in 1992.
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