Report on the 34th Moors Run
This year’s run took place on the 14th of July in glorious weather with five bikes (and gentlemen riders) arriving at the starting point in Yeovil. We were all surprised that we had not been joined by others as we set off at 8.15am.
The Moors Run first took place four months after the club was formed in 1984. It was envisaged as ‘a medium pace run with food’ and would include various riding surfaces from motorways to single track country lanes. That format was retained again this year.
A leisurely start was made via Montacute & Stoke to the A303 and then we headed west on to the M5 for a breakfast stop at Holden Diner on the Devon Express Way. After which we passed through Bovey Tracey, Mortonhampstead, and Chagford to Sticklepath where we sampled the tea/coffee at the Finch Foundry. This early 19th century foundry has the only working water wheel driven tilt hammer in the British Isles.
After a fuel stop we headed through Okehampton and north to Hatherleigh and a carvery in Torrington where we had arranged to meet Keith Davis (second from left below) one of the clubs original members; he is still active in his local bike club.
Lunch was followed by a dessert of an ice cream cone (clotted cream was an optional extra) a few miles up the road by the river in Bideford.
Onward, now in a north easterly direction, skirting around Barnstable and up over Exmoor. Then down to Lynmouth, up Countisbury Hill and off the A39 to Brendon. Then via the deep country lanes to our tea stop. This consisted of scones and the usual additions in Oare at the entrance to the Doone Valley. As we left this our last stop, we travelled past Oare Church where Lorna was shot by Carver Doone during her wedding ceremony to John Ridd. (This lovely old tale, ‘Lorna Doone’ by R.D. Blackmore, is certainly in part fiction written in 1869. It does however draw on the facts about the West Country & Exmoor from before and during the English Civil War of 1642 -1651).
We arrived back in Yeovil at 7.15 after burning the carbon off the plugs on the A39, A358 and A303. We had spent only half of the preceding eleven hours in the saddle, with the rest being food and relaxation. Now that must sound a good formula for a day out for one or two more club members and their bikes next year?
Be careful out there……Clive.
PS; those of you on the ball may have noticed that 2019 minus 1984 equals 35 years, and you are right; we did not run the event during the BSE (mad cow disease) year.