Trips Stoney Cross
One of the
club runs we would attempt on a Sunday would be a ride out
to Stoney Cross in the New Forest. A
meeting place in Fareham would be allocated, quite often
Fareham Market car park or Railway Station, and early Sunday
morning would see a motley collection of bikes assembled
there ready for the off.
scooters being what they were (extremely unreliable) there
would always be someone with ‘issues’ before we even
departed. At least one bike would have an oiled up plug and
a crowd would be desperately pushing it up and down to get
it started. This never gave us any confidence
that the trip would be completed without
incident. Sure enough, very few miles
would be covered before someone (sometimes several) would be
broken down by the side of the road.
Sometimes those of us with a conscience would return to help
with the repair, whilst others who didn’t give a damn about
anyone except themselves just carried on.
It was quite normal to see 20 bikes set off, and only 5
actually make it to the final
destination. I was personally grateful to
the guys with a conscience on one particular trip, since I
was unlucky enough to have a crankshaft snap on me whilst
tearing up and down the old runway in the New
forest. What a nightmare of a ride that
was coming back home, being towed all that way behind
another bike at speeds up to 70mph.
I would recommend to the faint hearted, especially when the
tow rope gets caught up under your front wheel as the lead
bike accelerates away
CRUNCH!!! Ouch. That
didn’t improve either of our bikes good looks, or the guy
towing me his good humour. Taught me a
lot about speed synchronisation though.
I’m not sure
if being towed on a bike was even legal, but needs
There was a
particular café out by Stoney Cross where we would all
congregate for lunch. Well,
Café??? From what I can remember all they
sold was tea and biscuits, but we made the best of
it. I believe that building is still
there, but it has been abandoned for decades.
Note From Marten. About the Café As I recall it was
run by two old ladies, who I think were quite shocked by the
sudden influx of customers, and young men with scooters must
have really shaken them up. But on the whole we were a very
pleasent bunch of fellas and no trouble. Incidentally we were
banned from the pub across the road, they didn't like the look
of us, their loss.