Wetherby – Acaster Malbis, Saturday 5th November 2022, 35 miles.


I had agreed a few weeks ago to cover Mark’s Saturday Ride as he was due to be away. His plans didn’t include damage to his collarbone as a reason for absence. He did kindly send his best wishes for an enjoyable ride.
In addition, I had to delay the start as I was having my flu and Covid booster jabs just before 9.00am. Unfortunately, they didn’t give my riding a boost though, the rain probably diluted the effect.
The forecast for Saturday morning was not promising with a 50% chance of rain. With a 9.15 start, five of us set off in light rain to ride a reduced loop in view of the weather. The Wild Bunch included Alec, Bob L, Phil W, Pete C and me, Steve B.
Four of us settled for long bibs and rain jackets etc. Bob L had his bright yellow jacket on looking like a vanilla slice. Mmmm. However Phil chose to flash his bionic torso and shaved legs, the weather wasn’t going to deter him as he very much wanted to display his newly acquired Club Gilet. Despite his aero appearance, it wasn’t long before he stopped to don his rain jacket.🌧🚴‍♂️😄
We rode out to Walton and Wighill at a sedate pace, couldn’t get my winter bike to go any quicker and onto Tadcaster. We carried on to Bolton Percy after which we were pleasantly surprised to find we qualified for the other 50% the weather predicted with the clouds lifting and the rain stopping.
At Appleton Roebuck we took the narrow lane off to the right in the direction of Acaster Selby, but turned left after a while towards Acaster Malbis passing the old Airfield. Our conversation covered where did the name come from. I made a point of checking and can report the word Acaster originates from Roman times when presumably the camp they had in the area anticipated a future airfield. The word Malbis originating from the Anglo Saxon period.
Clearly, as I anticipate your yawning reading this history lesson we moved on through Copmanthorpe to Askham Richard and our cafe stop at the Grange.
Despite having a number of customers inside we managed to get a table but not before we were all upsold on our coffee and food requests by the Matriarch serving. None of us felt brave enough to argue. Those Cell Block H ladies are not to be crossed.
Suitably refreshed with sausage sandwiches, rocky roads, egg and bacon sandwich and peanut butter traybake, visiting time was over.
The final leg took us through Angram, Long Marston and Tockwith before hanging a left up Rudgate. Pete C was off the front most of the way presumably trying to tell us we were too slow for him. Suffice it to say we were comfortably back for 1pm. Thanks guys.

Steve B