9:30am and I'm enjoying the Peace & quite with a coffee watching the world go by, with people cumming from as far a Scotland & Lincoln I start to wounder if a simple cake run is worth traveling for.
The car park starts to fill with retrobikers and all the normal faffing and lusting over every-one's bikes
We finally get the group piccy -1 who was to catch up with us later
Guissy woods are at the edge of the north Yorkshire moors and the only way is up, after what seamed like an eternity to most we arrive at the top of the unsuitable's
After gathering our thoughts and our breath we take a stone paved trail to Highcliff nab
With all the damp weather and probably some cow wee, a small lake has appeared over the winter in the lower part of the trail.
The brave rode through but some were so warm from all the ascending that they waded through
Soon we were at the back of Highcliff With its view's of sea & open moorland
We start to cross the moors and on to the fast downhill double track to Sledale
As we climb (again) we chat about "air time" over the drainage ditches.
We gather at the top of the next descent, some one tells me a rider has gone to open "the gate" the descent is wide and fast but the surface is full of small stones that make it like riding on ball-bearings but with a bit of grip. At the bottom there's a level crossing then just a short tarmac roll to kildale tea rooms.
The Cake Shop
The 19 athletes (retrobike renta mob) form an orderly cue to order cakes, the cake begins to arrive along with beer, tea and coffee
As tails of passed deeds and epic rides are chatted about with friend new and old (it was more like a chimps tea party
The cake stop was all to soon over and a stiff challenge lay ahead.
The climb up to Coates moor is not the nicest stretch of tarmac but with a belly full of cake it makes some want to take a second look at what they've just eaten.
The tarmac horror's are soon forgotten as the trail turns to pine needles and easy going, we gather at the entrance to "The Tunnel"
All out the other end safe "ish" its a short uphill (again) to Captain Cooks Monument
Where we find we have a mechanical
Whilst every one takes in the views of the North Yorkshire moors, Cleveland hills and the industry in Teesside, gaffa tape save the day(tyre wall rebuilt with it)
Next is downhill on dry,dusty and steep singletrack (I did tell them to drop there seats)
At the bottom the trail winds round to the roots of certain death (every one was warned)
We gather at the cross roads and head for the back of Roseberry topping, resting at the bottom and taking in the afternoon sun.
We ride along some undulating singletrack to the swamps of "where's my wheel gone" muddy hell, this is the start of the last few miles back to the car-park.
As we float through some man made singletrack (artistic licence) and speed our way back along the fire roads, its all to soon over and we're back at the car-park with just two things left to do.
Pass round the celebration cake and thank everyone for making it a GRAND DAY OUT..............
Thanks for reading and a very big thanks to everyone who made the journey to the cake shop.
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