By kind invitation of Mr Linstcq and his good lady wife the GA went out East to sample a little bit of life in the Shires.
Base for our little adventure was the Lincoln Hotel and rather good they were too, even supplying a breakfast for everyone who turned up on the Saturday morning. In an unusually un-Guvnors Assembly way we were assembled and ready to go not too far off our allotted leaving time and off we went, on our first leg to the cathedral where I think it is fair to say we created a stir equal to that as when Hugh first turned up on the scene.
Photographic call completed, it was time to ride our bikes properly and see some of the magnificent Lincolnshire scenery heading out of the city past possibly one of the most picturesque H.M.P’s to be seen, we soon dropped onto the Water Rail Way an ex-rail line between Lincoln and Boston that runs along the banks of the river Whitham and rather pleasant it all was as well pottering along the GA and the Basket Brigade in all their glory, but as we all know cyclist cannot live on breakfast alone so onto our mandatory tea stop.
The Bardney Heritage Centre is well worth the price of admission, the fact that it is free is a bonus. One of the old stations along the line, the heritage centre is an eclectic mix showcasing the history of the area, with exhibits proudly showing the areas historic heritage although this year they have particularly focused on the 100th Year of the formation of the RAF’s 9 Squadron. The fact that the centre is run by two ex-cyclist and makes some of the best chips known to man is purely the icing on the cake.
Although the GA do enjoy a bit of history we are at heart a cycle club, granted we may not be the fastest or ride the furthest but we do ride and time came for us to press on again up and away through the surrounding farmland, several more miles under our wheels along quiet country lanes (it never ceases to surprise how quiet roads can be with a little local knowledge and planning), obviously all this cycling takes it out of one’s self and to prevent meltdown it became necessary to find sustenance fortunately Mr Lincstcq had a place in mind that happened to serve both food and drink at the same location. The Bottle and Glass did exactly what was needed, good beer and proper pub food.
Fed and watered time to head back to GA HQ and get ready for the evening, as a nice surprise the hotel laid on a little entertainment in the form of “Hunt the Bike Room Key”
Sunday morning, after an early night in preparation for the days ride, the initial decent of the day dropping down through Lincoln with a decent that was a test and a half for the old Guvnor brakes, before heading out along the Fossdyke canal to the Dambuster Inn. Now we do enjoy a good public house but the Dambuster is a little bit special, micro brewery, rather tasty food (although we were all still a little full after breakfast so on this occasion the rather good looking Sunday roasts were passed on) and enough RAF WWII memorabilia to keep the chaps unusually quiet.
A rather pleasant ride back to the hotel then time to pack our bags and make our way home, or it would have been if Mr Lincstcq had not mysteriously disappeared and re-appeared with some rather tasty limited edition Guvnors’ Assembly pork pies from Fosters of Monks road, each pie was resplendent with a GA, moustache and bike crafted in pastry. We were informed that the pies could be frozen but to be honest there was never much chance of that happening.
Finally a massive thank you to Mr & Mrs Lincstcq for having us and being impeccable hosts and not forgetting a warm welcome to Mr Fitch and the redoubtable Lincolnshire Poachers.
As ever a few snaps from the weekend Show me the pies