Yearly Archives: 2017

Saturday 23rd December (2)

‘Twas the ride before Christmas, And the wind was quite wild, All over Ross-shire And on the Black Isle. At the Maryburgh roundabout Five hardy souls met, No holiday slacking For these cyclists yet. Katrina was wearing Some nice festive gear – We went up the Leanaig With a cycling reindeer. With Ken and Mary…
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Saturday 23rd December (1)

Give me shelter... Good shout mate, think I'll do the same. Is what I should have said... When a double ironman (and ex minicab driver on the mean streets of Chorley) says the crosswinds are making cycling too dangerous, and he's doing a turbo session instead, smart people take notice. However, having swapped cycling for…
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Saturday 2nd December 2017

December and the temperature had risen overnight so fewer layers were required than on Wednesday’s ride. Only 5 at the roundabout! (Steve, Al, Ken, Keith H and me). But Keith had news to report – Pilot John had punctured in Maryburgh. Nobody else turned up so we went in search of John who told us…
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Saturday 18th November

A catastrophically un-tactical visit to the toilets of the Cnoc Hotel, just as discussion turned to write-up duties, finds me sitting at the keyboard. On return to the bar to the news that the unanimous vote was that I had drawn the short straw, correction – had been awarded the short straw, my protestations that,…
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Saturday 11th November 2017

Roll-up, Roll-up... It is never an auspicious (nor indeed pleasant) start to a club ride when one is overtaken by a gritting lorry en-route to the roundabout. Expectations were therefore low for a large turnout, and so it proved. Excuses started to arrive by both electronic and verbal communications: Julian had gallantly completed the arduous…
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Saturday 4th November: blue legs on the Black Isle

A good turnout of 10 riders congregated at the roundabout; well 9 actually, Ken was running a little late but eventually joined us (some story about no car keys). Attendees were: Cap’n Jim, Irish John, Maestro John, Stephen (The Inspector), Al ‘No’ Fear, Mary, Donna, Innes, Ken and myself. As any boy scout will tell…
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Saturday 28th October 2017

A fine blustery day with a strong westerly, brought the gathered eleven to agree with Irish John on route choice. John had intel which lead him to believe that the Tomich Hotel close to Cannich was open for a coffee stop. Following a brief discussion all agreed that "head wind out tail wind back" via…
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Saturday 21st October 2017

With this being my only third outing with Ross-shire road, as I am not a member yet and I point out “yet”. You could say I’m an outsider looking in. I always like to be early, just in case I have any problems with the bike, like with the back brake and is why I…
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Saturday 14th October: hard times in Cannich

With a stiff westerly blowing the gang assembled at the Maryburgh roundabout. Ken, Dr John, Pilot John (rtd), Katrina, Elvis, Al (who was struggling with ‘man flu’) and myself. After a short debate about the strength/direction of the wind and assured that Bog Cotton’s was “definitely open until the 28th” and we headed towards Cannich.…
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Saturday 30th September 2017

Half a tonne to Cannich The last Saturday of September dawned bright with a touch of autumn in the air. With most of the club away for various reasons (just how many holidays does an RRCC member have each year?) six turned up for the ride to Cannich. Welcome to Malky, Julie and Will. Ken,…
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