Cobham, Warnham and Denbies part 2
If I'd googled earlier in the planning phase, I might have discovered that I'd
replicated June's ride! But to quote JC, alea iacta est, so this may be
styled Cobham, Warnham and Denbies part 2
Seventeen tackled Bookham Common(s) becoming sixteen as we cross Crocknorth; a hill too far for Julian. I couldn't recall when last visited so Abinger Common was next. After plunging down past Leith Hill Place (rather more rapidly than the Pru riders who’d tackled it from the South), the verdant Mole Street got us to Walliswood. Beyond Rowhook, it was downhill to the A29 leaving only bumpy lanes to reach our destination, The Sussex Oak Warnham , just after one. The staff were most welcoming and we dined alfresco shaded by the many trees.
Seventeen tackled Bookham Common(s) becoming sixteen as we cross Crocknorth; a hill too far for Julian. I couldn't recall when last visited so Abinger Common was next. After plunging down past Leith Hill Place (rather more rapidly than the Pru riders who’d tackled it from the South), the verdant Mole Street got us to Walliswood. Beyond Rowhook, it was downhill to the A29 leaving only bumpy lanes to reach our destination, The Sussex Oak Warnham , just after one. The staff were most welcoming and we dined alfresco shaded by the many trees.
Eventually the troops were roused from their torpor for the usual photo
shot. Just one final surprise in my trick bag: The Royal Oak (Friday Street)
followed by Rusper. Now on familiar roads, I led like the Duke of Plaza Toro (or
for those unfamiliar with G&S, was cream-crackered). Despite this
heterodoxy, all made it to Denbies for tea and cakes before dispersing.
63 miles door to door, rather too many on such a warm and humid September
day.
Graham
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