Cycling - 2 - Short Cycle Runs

Group Leader Jean Lockley 01292 570858
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Day & Time Thursday Fortnightly Refer to leader for timings

We are a young group, very much enjoying each others company.

You will find the group on the local cycle tracks and on the minor roads radiating out from the promenade in Prestwick or from the River Ayr near the Carnegie Library -- our two favoured meeting places.

While we enjoy coastal runs, we like to venture into the depths of the Ayrshire countryside, into the back of beyond, sticking to the very minor roads.

While we maintain an acceptably speedy progress along the route of the day, there is always time to take in the views, get out the camera, or exchange a comment;  and especially, we share a chat and a laugh over light refreshments.

As far as possible we eschew the major roads and daunting hills. We hope we are always careful and considerate cyclists.

Our cycles are in good order and of course we wear all the necessary gear.


Posted 25.09.17


The Isle of Bute with its population of 7,000 folk had enough roads for the Cyclajets’ visit in June.

We did have the roads to ourselves: undulating at times and definitely steep in places. I huffed and puffed from the rear of the “Peleton”.

One morning we enjoyed a free run through the grounds of Mount Stuart; there to retrieve a Sir Harry Lauder look-a-like walking stick.  It had been helping to entertain a Russian oligarch. After the stick was strapped to my bike, we all sailed along a woodland road pursued by midges.

We met 2 elegant, elderly ladies who told us that they had been drop-handle bar cyclists in their day. Their heroines were Janet Sutherland from Fife and Beryl Burton from Yorkshire, great cyclists of the 1950’s.

Mrs Fairburn and her husband are featured in Davie Bell’s articles printed in “The Ayrshire Post” long years ago under the title of “The Highwayman”.

Mrs F’s husband’s nickname was “The Roadside Engineer”.  The couple ran a cycle shop which soon became a motor-cycle shop. This burgeoned into a top-of-the-range car sale room in Irvine. You know the shop I mean!

An onslaught of midges forced us on to our bikes for a rapid exit, so cutting short our animated and interesting conversation. Reluctantly, we made our farewells.

Each of the island’s roads had its own delights and discoveries.  On the coastal road to the east, we found Ascog Hall, its Fernery and garden.  The road alongside the Kyle gave us close-upviews of the shoreline and the birdlife.  We even discovered the former holiday home of Sir Richard Attenborough and his family. It had an unpronounceable Gaelic name which equated to Rubberduck”.

Our most favourite cycle run was on the road out west. The road drew us over the rise to the magic of the green hills, with plantations of trees and bushes. Rhododendrons were still in bloom.  Cascades of May blossom and beech hedges, with their translucent shimmering leaves, lined our route.  The road opened out to reveal patterns of large fields and browsing cattle. The larger landscape contained the distant blurred Arran hills, headlands, deep inlets, islands, stretches of pale gold sands at Ettrick and Scalpsie Bays.   This scene gave us a sense of time standing still. 

Back in Rothesay we paid Pauline’s fee to look around The Victorian Toilets on the pier, opened by Lucinda Lambton in 1994 and recently featured by her article in “The Oldie” magazine.  The banter was endless, coming fast and furious.

Our trip culminated in an evening on board “Pizzazz”, our friends’ yacht, for a wonderful and hilarious end to our trip to the Isle of Bute.

Jean Lockley

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