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www.Muggaccinos.com The Bullsheet Saturday, 3 July, 8:45am from St Ives "Brekkie at Bayview Marina - Brunch at Akuna Bay" - 95km - ETR 2:35pm
First Leg: St Ives to Terrey Hills Thai Restaurant Sag Stop - 22.7km - 55 min
8:45am -
Second Leg: Thai Restaurant to West Head - 18.6km (agg. 41.3km) - 50 min
9 :45am -
10.07am - Ahead along West Head Rd for 12km to The Headland for 1st Nosh Stop (15 min) from 10:35am [41.3km] - pack nibbles, ‘cause we take a gawk at the majestic, shimmering peninsula - Pittwater/Lion Island. Third Leg: West Head to Bayview Marina - 21.5km (agg 62.8km) - 55 min
10.50am -
Fourth Leg: Bayview Marina to Akuna Bay - 12.8km (agg 75.2km) - 45 min
Over Brunch we will ascertain who, at 12:15am, is -
Fifth Leg: Akuna Bay to St Ives - 19.4km (agg 95.5km) - 65 min
1:30pm climb anti-clockwise from Akuna Bay to Terrey Hills and re-enter Mona Vale Rd via -
Thence, it is a rapid-fire 6.6km stretch to St Ives [94.5km] - ETR 2:35pm. Bank Teller's rap-up of Muggs' inaugural Saturday ride - 96km - 9 starters Kaza, Scribe, Schooners, Ned and Ant assembled at Nth Turra' shops on yet another brill Winter's morn'. We were soon joined by Tony Mc, Richard A and Sandra McC for Cinque Montagnes anti-c/w. Annie joined us at PitS.
We've all heard of cruelty to dumb animals, and we know there are some Sickos in this world. But when they pop-up in your own backyard, you got to start to wonder. Check out the macabre mind of Ant who took the above 4 graphic pics of a defenceless brown bear who came with his cup of coffee at PitS, as Ned devoured bits of it. Ned's sadism revealed a side of her that wasn't present in the other above/below pics which portray Ned as an innocent, fun loving cyclist. Goes to show, that you never can tell. Bank Teller pulled-out at Berowra Waters Rd, 'cause Nigger Chores were a beckonin'.
Don't know where Ant found this pic of an out-house, but he sent it across with the rest of the above. Looks like circa Berrilee. But don't know how Ant got close to it from the roadway. Sunday, 27 June, Whippets rap-up of "Cinque Montagnes" anti-clockwise - 95km - 11 starters At our mid-Winter 8:30am rollout, Ride Organiser, Bank Teller, was AWOL, having broken one of Muggs’ ‘Ten Commandments’, of not riding on Sunday. Sounds like poor form, but he had an excuse, ‘cause the day before Scribe had led (from the rear) Muggs’ inaugural Saturday ride which attracted 8 starters - Kaza, Marcel aka Schooners, Ant ‘n Ned, Tony McL, Sandra McC, Richard A. and Bank Teller. On such a fine, sunny Sunday morn’, Whippet pondered how could so many stalwarts be missing, with only about 9 on-deck, albeit others joined from the shorter Hornsby departure. Not a lot of interest for cycling both Saturday ‘n Sunday over the same route, so at the 11th hr we opted for the Muggs’ Sunday version of the 5 hills with an 8:30am rollout from Nth Turra’. As this was a slim, trim and exceedingly fast group, we would attest, with Whippet one of the slowest. Others who made it along, included BeanCounter, Navigator, NoPlay, Linda, ToothFairy, Flaxen, Heineken, Samurai, Printer, and Pacific Pete. We met Arno after the contested climb to Kalkari, on route thru Mt Colah. ‘Twas then up ‘n Over Fire Tower Pass before our drop down to sea level at Brooklyn Rd. Flaxen set a PB of 17:53 for the 3.85km climb to PitSky, with the rest of us similarly sloggin’-it-out, up this familiar climb before our first caffeine fix. Our view ‘twas at its grandest with pollution free skies. There was no hint on the Berowra Waters ferry of what was to come, where we had decided the next stop was Grumpy’s. Heineken monstered up this climb where Flaxen clocked a time of 19:12 from the punt to Koppers Log KOM. There was an unfortunate spill of red juice when Whippet "Bit the Bitumen at Berrilee" which was to plague him later on in the ride. Whippet had over-cooked the familiar hard dog leg left (about 150m after a hard right and a slightish downhill) which leads into a long straight stretch prior to Grumpy’s. This required a patch-up at Grumpy’s to plug a few leaks, which spoilt our second Nosh Stop. (sorry folks). Heineken again was first to the familiar West Hornsby bus stop; the climb from Galston Gorge saw NoPlay encourage Flaxen to put in another time of 15:49 to what must be the most well acquainted bus shelter for several Muggs.
A good day marred by an old codger who should have taken a familiar corner a tad more circumspect, ‘cause that bitumen is hard, but fortunately no poles snapped, and my new treadley somehow came of unscathed. Lost lots of skin and flesh left on the pavement, but that stuff grows back. Scribe 27 June 04 |
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