BTBC on t' moors
Sunday 19th of September saw a BTBC run in the stunning scenery of the North Yorkshire moors. Ten met at the Little Chuff on the A168 near Thirsk [funny how Little Cs feature in these run reports] before heading across some lovely backroads across the foot of Sutton Bank to the first lane of the day, Rudland Rigg. The first part of the lane proved rather difficult with a rocky climb up onto the ridge but once on the top there was a delightful hard packed lane which ran for around 10 miles with great views on either side. Unfortunately Frazer decided to have a puncture more or less in the middle. Fortunately he is in the AA and was able to make his way slowly off via a subsidiary lane to meet the AA and get whisked home. All this held things up somewhat so we decided after a petrol and choccy stop to head on the main road towards Scarboro' woods. The weather, overcast all day, showered on us now and then but not enough to put the ovvies on. A couple of long and fairly easy lanes lead us nearly to the coast and a great blast along the road that leads to Ravenscarr. This is where the troubles began! First we took a wrong turning and ended up in somebody's garden. Fortunately they were quite amused! Then we ended up on a rather hard trail that had been recommended but not ridden on the big uns. First there was a slippy downhill across a grassy, stony field. Then a reasonably easy river crossing followed by the piece de resistance, a steep climb up a muddy bank with a nice step just before the top. As the only other way out was back up the slippy field we decided to go for it. With a bit of manhandling we all got to the top to discover that the next part of the track had partially washed away. More manhandling saw us finally off the lane. New member Bob on his first run was steaming so much after his exertion that you could have stripped wall paper with him. The next lane in contrast was a delightful shallow but wide river crossing in the bottom of a lush green valley. We now started heading south again on beautiful minor roads, ascending Rosedale Chimney, a famous tarmac hill before returning to the Thirsk road at Kirbymoorside. It now decided to rain more seriously so waterproofs were donned and people got their heads down for the ride home after another excellent day of fun on two wheels. P.S. When I got home the better half said she had expected me hours before as the weather had been so bad. So although not the brilliant sunshine of most outings this year at least we didn't get the torrential rain experienced by the rest of England. God loves a big trailly!