Its funny how what you think is going to be a short blast out to clear the cobwebs turns into a five hour ride around the countryside, but sometimes you just have to go with the flow. After all when you ride a bike it’s usually about the journey, not the destination.
So my ride takes from East Grinstead, through Bletchingley, Redhill and Reigate.
There is a Xmas fair in Reigate, I ummed and ahhed whether to stop but decided not to.
Up until this point I didn’t have a destination in mind, but I decide to head to Newland’s Corner I can grab a coffee there and there’s usually a few bikes and bikers up there.
I continue along the A25, through Dorking to Abinger Hammer. Where I stop to take a photo of the famous clock which portrays the figure of “Jack the Blacksmith”, who strikes the hour with his hammer. The clock bears the motto “By me you know how fast to go”.
Four bikes pass me as I’m taking my photos, including a couple of tigers…I wonder if they are headed to Newland’s Corner too?
When I arrive there’s 25/30 bikes lined up in front of the cafe area. The normal parking lot is taken up by a Xmas Tree pop-up shop!.
I grab a coffee. Love the festive Elf cup.
Such spectacular views across the Surrey hills.
I wander over and chat the bikers that passed me earlier. They are member of Solent Riders and are on quite a day’s ride out with about 5 coffee stops planned.
They invite me to join them next weekend on a group trip to Bruge Xmas Market. Its tempting as there are a couple of other lady rider going , but I politely decline as cant imagine riding all that way mid December! However I may look them up next year when the weather gets a bit warmer.
Right, what route shall I take home? I decide to go the long way. So with a few place names in mind I head off.
A25 to Guildford, A281 through Bramley ( I wonder if this is where the apples come from?)
I then turn left to Billingshurst, where there’s another Xmas Fair on, again I don’t stop ;o)
I’m now on the A272, although usually I’m headed the other way!
After Handcross I get caught in a rather long traffic jam. There’s an extra long vehicle with trailer poodling down the country lanes and absolutely no chance to overtake with the road being so twisty.
He goes straight across at Turners Hill, there’s no way I’m following that all the way to East Grinstead, so decide to turn left and take the longer route back.
Back in East Grinstead, I park up at the top of town to buy some material to decorate my bike with for tomorrow’s Toy Run.
Back at home, my Tiger is transformed into Santa!