Bolsover & District Cycling Club

What a difference the sunshine makes. After the cold, dark days of winter, spring and summer certainly sees the emergence of many bright and wonderful colours. They may not be as fragrant as all the other flowers and blossoms, but the myriad of colours sported by different cyling fraternities sure brighten up the roads.

Unfortunately, while on the Sunday club run, the cyclist who has been giving it some welly up a hill in pursuit of the bunch - tha's right, the one who now and again slips into race head mode when another club on bikes buzzes past - can become a little confused. This particular bee finds itself in the wrong swarm. After a phone call to find out where he has got to, and his having rejoined the correct hive, he is cheerfully reminded what bunch of colours he needs to look out for.

But, this is the point, the recent month or so of sunday club runs have been just that, a bunch. t's been good to have a chat, a laugh, and to work as team if the going gets a bit tough. Venturing off and sharing he experience of travelling a new route is that much more enjoyable than going it alone; if there's a wrong turn, so what, the chance to discuss it soon resolves the matter and you're off again. Then there's sitting in a cafe, watching somebody stuff a full english breakfast into their face and wondering whether it will be seen again; it adds a little bit of extra spice. Or, sitting at another cafe, basking in the blazing sunshine at the foot of the day's steepest and hardest climb makes it easier. Also, we all know how it feels to be head down into what feels like a wind tunnel, no problem, someone else is soon in front to take a turn at suffering. All of it done with no pressure and just for the fun.

Excellent. Looking forward to even more.