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www.Muggaccinos.com The Bullsheet Sunday, 3 July, from -
* St
Ives
between 8:15am and
8:30am; or to Mt White, Kariong, Woy Woy Rd: * return via Ettalong ferry to Palm Beach and cycle to St Ives - 122km - ETR 3:20pm; or * catch train at Woy Woy to Hornsby station - 72km - ETR 1:06pm and cycle to St Ives - 80km - ETR 1:30pm
1st Longer Leg: St Ives to Mt White Road Warriors Cafe - 42km (105 min)Rollout St Ives car park on Mona Vale Rd (opposite Stanley St and Pattersons Patisserie) between 8:15am and 8:30am (depending on your ride speed) to arrive at Mt White Road Warriors Cafe at 10:10am for 1st Nosh stop - 30 min.
1st Shorter Leg: Hornsby to Mt White Road Warriors Cafe - 35km (90 min)Rollout Hornsby car park (200m Nth of Railway Hotel in Edgar St) between 8:30am and 8:45am (depending on your ride speed) to arrive at Mt White Road Warriors Cafe at 10:10am for 1st Nosh stop - 30 min.
Second Leg: Mt White Road Warriors cafe to Kariong Shell garage - 19.2km (52 min) 10:40am -
Third legs from 11:40am:Either: Kariong Shell garage to Ettalong ferry - 18km (42 min) to catch 12:30pm ferry to Palm Beach
Or: Kariong Shell garage to Woy Woy station - 13km (30 min) to catch train back to Hornsby
· express at 12:02pm arrive Hornsby at 12:36pm; or · all stops at 12:27pm arrive Hornsby at 1:06pm; or · express at 1:02am arrive Hornsby at 1:36am; or · all stops at 1:27am arrive Hornsby at 2:06pm.
Fourth Leg: Either from Palm Beach to St Ives - 43km - 110 min - ETR 3:10pm
Fourth Leg: Or from Hornsby station at 1:06pm to St Ives - 8km - 1:30pm
Click on: Pete aka Yamaha, Sean aka Smurf and Lindy at Dunc Grey Veladrome on Sunday 26 June
Scribe’s rap-up of 2nd
Cinderella Century, Sunday 26 June - WASHED OUT WITHOUT A BALL
BOWLED
Twasn't surprising after a night of steady rain that no femmes arrived at North Turramurra. Ruth Walshe, who 'phoned Phil aka Bank Teller last Thurs and said that her and two of her girlfriends would like to participate, 'phoned early this morn' to say that they would take a raincheck, 'cause they were apprehensive about cycling down mountains on wet roads. Ruth's concern proved to be a prophetic omen.
On schedule of 8:30am Bank Teller and Koala Bear headed out from Nth Turra' on a misty, moist o'cast morn' and met Whippet, Arno, Adam and Ann-Marie on the trail. The puddliest puddles were at Nth Turra' and around Berowra. We got dumped on with short bursts either side of Mt. White. But fortunately it remained dry at both Nosh Stops.
On his return to Nth Turra', Bank Teller took a nasty spill on a greasy wet road about 100m from the bottom on his descent to Bobbin Head bridge. A green Toyota Starlet decided to shortcut thru the first dog leg right - 70m from the bridge - on the driver's ascent from Bobbin Head bridge (or the last dog leg left from Bank Teller's viewpoint). Whereupon Bank Teller was confronted by a green Starlet on his side of the road. Bank Teller swerved further to the LH side of his lane and lost his traction and came down on his left hip and slide quite a ways into the stationary Starlet which came to a halt on Bank Teller's side of the road. It irritated Teller that the driver hadn't made any material effort to swerve back to his own side of the road, because Teller would have continued to slide on his left hip, and not hit the Starlet. The driver and his passenger were Indians in their late 20s. The driver was transfixed and non coherent, meaning he didn't say anything. His female passenger was rationale and wanting to assist Bank Teller who exclaimed as he got up with the Starlet still on his side of the road, "Why didn't you take that corner on your side of the @#%&ing road?"
Bank Teller was remarkable restrained, probably because he was pleased that nothing appeared to be broken ........................... on his bike. And for a change no bones were sticking out. Nonetheless the Teller still placed considerable emphasis on the penultimate word in his above request. Phil was also glad that no other Muggs were with him as he took the descent noticeably slower than he has done on many a dry day when the competitive adrenalin is flowing and the ego fuels a GungHo, devil-may-care, self-belief.
Inspired by Jan and Lance's gutsy displays in the 2003 TdeF, as seen in "Hell on Wheels" when they immediately re-mounted, and reasonably confident that nothing was broked, after a few mins Bank Teller remounted, and cautiously rode up the other side back to North Turra'. He even smiled at the genuinely concerned female passenger, because the driver was still flummoxed in shock.
Perhaps it was a good call from Ruth for her, and her two girlfriends, to take a raincheck, 'cause it is infinitely harder swerving to miss a twerp cutting the corner into your side of the road on a downhill on a wet road, even if you are travelling about two thirds the speed you would be on a dry day.
NB: In June 1997 on an early morn' midweek ride with Nurse Sara (one of the founder nurses of Muggaccinos), early into the ride Bank Teller didn't notice a garbage truck parked outside the St Ives Showground. The Teller with his head down plugging east up that testy ascent in pursuit of a fast away Sara, ploughed into the stationary truck. It was one of those big metal garbage trucks which are hard to see when you are head-down slogging up an incline. But they sure aren't hard to feel. Fortunately Teller was only pedalling at about 15km p/h because that hill always flattens him. Dazed and befuddled, Bank Teller remounted and rode onto Church Point to put the Nose Bag on, and thence back to St Ives. That night about 9pm after a hectic day at the office, and with both hands swollen, he had some x-rays at Sydney Hospital which revealed three small bones broked in his hands which kept him off the bike for 6 weeks. So he'd better wait a while before giving the thumbs up that nothing got broked today. But there sure is a nasty looking bruised contusion on his hip which cushioned his 20m slide into the wheel of the Starlet.
The Scribe 26 June 2005 |
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