After being accompanied by Mr B&T on my previous 2 coffeeneuring rides this year, I was abandoned this week. (29th October 2017). Humming “all by myself” I showered after my morning run, dug out my happy shopper bike and headed off back to Corsham.
My favourite bakery, which makes the best vegetarian sausage rolls, also sells hot drinks *and* is open on Sunday. An easy decision to make, I thought!
Although I can confirm that that veggie sausage rolls are as good as ever, I am also sad to verify that sitting in an empty shopping centre is not much fun. Also, although £1 for a freshly made drink is indeed a bargain, the mocha I bought was so strong it practically gave me a headache just smelling it.
Another weekend, another Coffeeneuring trip! Seeing as I’m currently (temporarily) working Monday – Friday, 9 – 5 (cue Dolly Parton), weekends are my only chance to got out on my bike.
Saturday was spent split between sleeping, and clearing out the shed (not sleeping IN the shed I should point out), so Sunday had to be the day for my ride. Oh and my run, and also my trip to the recycling centre with most of the old contents of said shed. Oh the excitement of my weekends!
My run was short but hilly (i.e. slow, but necessary training for this year’s off-road league races). It was also beautifully autumnal in the woods, and blowy in the village.
After a shower and a quick change, I set off on my bike to meet up with Mr B&T for this week’s Coffeeneuring date. I cycled over to Corsham again, because I though I might see if I could make it 7 trips to Corsham this year. This is not because it’s our closest source of cafes (it is), but to make us seek out other eating places. We went to our favourite place last week meaning we now have to be more adventurous.
The observant amongst you will have noticed the use of the plural “we”. This is not the Royal “we”, but it is acknowledging the fact that my husband was really quite envious of my lovely coffeeneuring patch when it arrived last year.
Despite completing cycle rides of ridiculous lengths (sitting next to me looking at Strava, he has just announced that he has cycled nearly 9,000 km this year), he seems determined to accompany me on my Coffeeneuring rides this year and so claim a patch of his own.
So, whilst he called in at Corsham after a 60 mile ride, I cycled 3.6 miles from home. I did have to go round and round Corsham to find anywhere open, but just as I stopped outside a promising place, he turned up. Great timing! We ended up in Mother & Wild having a really good lunch. Mushroom arancini, cauliflower soup (which basically tasted like cauliflower cheese soup, which was as good as it sounds) and a mushroom pizza. All shared between us, with the obligatory drinks of course.
It was hard to leave and climb back on our bikes to pedal (slowly!) home, but we just about managed it. Still digesting now – Mother & Wild – we’ll be back!
I wrote about Coffeeneuring for the first time last year, and managed to complete the challenge by the skin of my teeth (and with a little subtle rule-bending). I was therefore excited to see this weekend meant it was the start of this year’s challenge.
In case you’ve forgotten, Coffeeneuring is a challenge to visit 7 different “coffee shops” (or cafes) over 7 weeks, travelling by bike each time with a minimum of a 2 mile round trip. You should have a coffee (or tea, or any other drink you fancy), and take a photo as proof. Read more about it here.
The Coffeeneuring 2017 challenge kicked off on Friday 13th October, and with unaccustomed cycling enthusiasm I dragged my husband out on Sunday 15th for my first trip of the year. Living in a small village, our closest small town with cafes is 3 miles away, so it wasn’t difficult to ensure we cycled the minimum 2 miles.
A 2.9 mile hop on our “shopping bikes” took us to Grounded, in Corsham. We enjoyed drinks, shared a raspberry bakewell tart, did a spot of shopping then took a shortcut home and made it back in 2.5 miles.
A lovely ride with my obviously lovely husband, to a really lovely cafe. Recommended!
Sunday 8th October 2017 saw the start of the Off Road season. It was yet another running of the Marshfield Mudlark, yet again I tip-toed past the cows, and yet again I walked up ‘that’ hill. This year I remembered my trail shoes (unlike last year), which was just as well because it was pretty sticky and slippy in places. There was also a small stream to splash through, which I had forgotten about from previous years.
I hadn’t really trained for this race (see my previous post about lack of time!), but still enjoyed it. As ever, it was a brilliant race, through stunning countryside with lovely marshals, and this year with the added bonus of VEGGIE HOT DOGS for sale at the end. Who needs a medal?!