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Bikes, Beer & Banter from The Old Sun

Bikes, Beer & Banter is what what Ampthill Cyclists is all about. Now in our 18th year, we are an informal club who ride purely for the craic. Ages (17-60+), fitness & commitment vary, but we share one thing in common- we love cycling (as well as the odd beer & a bit of banter) . We meet at The Old Sun, Ampthill on Thursday evenings from spring to late summer. Setting off at around 6.15, we ride between 20- 30 miles, stopping for a beer or two on the way back to the Old Sun for a couple more.

We're pretty much an autonomous collective- though we do have an elected (press ganged?) chairman.

New members are always welcome.

If you are looking for time trials and training we are not for you but if you enjoy Bikes, Beer & Banter come along on Thursday.

Friday, 17 July 2009

16th July- Card Sharps at the Flitwick Saloon

Despite holidays and work commitments we were a respectable seven (Brian,John, Joe, Everton, Chris H, Mick & Loren) as we headed off for the Wheatsheaf, Flitwick via Ridgmont, Aspley and Woburn.

Although much of the route was familiar, it was probably the first time we'd ridden it this way round: -

Ampthill-Steppingley-Ridgmont-Husborne Crawley-Aspley- Woburn-Eversholt- Tingrith- Flitwick-Ampthill. 23 miles at an average of 14.6 mph.

Joe (the Safety Officer), managed to set off without his helmet and John lost his light outside Redbourne school so, as we re-grouped at the 1-0-1, it seemed like we may be in for an eventful evening. Fortunately this proved not to be the case. Most of the rest of the ride past off without event, although some stupid woman did try to take out Brian and Joe as she reversed out of her drive in Flitwick. They were obviously wearing Harry Potter style invisible cycle shirts.
The Wheatsheaf has been one of our regular stop-offs over the years and, although it looked as though it may have changed hands, we received the usual warm welcome. The locals were a bit worried that we'd come to gatecrash their poker night- they must have thought we were hustlers come to cheat them out matchsticks.
Anyway, we withdrew to the public bar where we enjoyed the Eagle bitter before racing back to the Old Sun- again arriving just before the rain.
Too wet to eat chips outside but Paddy fed Mick & Loren mountains of cottage pie; enough to make Lance Armstrong jealous.
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