The Wednesday night weather reports warned of thunderstorms and rain for most of Thursday, making the choice of a destination for our road captain Graham somewhat dodgy, so he decided to leave it wisely until the morning of the ride.
Only four hardy souls turned out, Graham, Nick, Mick G and yours truly PD hoping that the good weather that morning would last long enough for us to have ,,a decent ride.
Pocklington was the destination decided upon by Graham as the weather looked less onerous and had plenty of exit points should the weather forecasts prove correct for a change.
Off we ventured towards Wheldrake, with surprisingly the sun in our faces and blue skies above, well they do say the sun shines on the righteous.
Passing through Walton, Wighill, Copmanthorpe and all the usual places until we reached our coffee stop, Caffe Valeria in Wheldrake.
The cafe is described as an original Sicilian cafe and upon entering we were quickly greeted in broken English with “shut the door” fearful of incurring the wrath of the Mafia if we disobeyed, we quickly did.
The unsmiling Sicilian lady behind the cannoli laden counter served us with excellent coffee, cannoli etc before briskly asking where we had left our bikes, apparently locals had complained about bikes blocking the footpath when cars also parked on the road side. Apparently you can leave your bikes in the undertakers yard next door, must be a Mafia disposal scheme.
We continued on through Pocklington, deciding not to stop for lunch at Allerthorpe but to continue onto The Mile Farm Shop & Campsite just beyond Pocklington and known to Graham.
The food and refreshments being taken outdoors in the still glorious hot sunshine, where we had a very enjoyable time chatting about all manner of subjects some even having merit.
Following a quick photo shoot we set off on our return leg via Melton & Yapham on quiet country lanes with excellent views all round.
Looping towards Barnby Moor, Sutton Upon Derwent and Wheldrake until we reached Copmanthorpe, where yes you are correct we stopped for further refreshments as the sun still smiled upon us.
However the stormy forecasts still hung over us like the Sword of Damocles with ominous clouds forming to the South.
The final leg was swiftly undertaken with Nick leaving us at Rudgate for I suspect a more leisurely return home and we continued on at pace to Wetherby.
We wished Graham a good holiday next week and parted company, Mike G heading for Knaresborough and yours truly into darkening clouds towards Leeds.
Yes, you probably guessed it, I got a good soaking in the last kilometre from home, obviously I must not have been righteous enough in my earlier life.😇