So, another Friday comes around and a headcount shows we're down on numbers again.
Ian is going clubbing in the evening, and needs to conserve his energy, and Chris is having decorating fun at the Black Horse, so today's two athletes are Jim and Dunk.
Chris promises to join us later if the paint dries in time.
A quick jaunt in the Berlingo to Newburn, and it's off along the Old Wylam Waggonway at a leisurely pace, heading west along the river.
At this point Jim discovers he's not charged the batteries in the camera, and only has a few shots of power left. Oops.
Over the bridge at Ovingham and along the north riverbank for a few miles, then down the long hill into Corbridge
The obligatory shot of Corbridge marketplace, just to set the scene.
That's St Andrews Church in the background, and some trees. And cars. And that white van is a Citroen.
The real reason Jim decided to come to Corbridge. A cake stop at Martha's Tea Rooms.
Here, after scoffing a rather large sandwich, Duncan ignores the camera and dives into a sample of the fairly decent carrot cake. This consisted of about a 2lb lump of the stuff, which explains why cycling up the long hills on the way back was much harder than expected.
Jim returns to his seat and demonstrates his drink problem. Duncan's wondering why he's pouring tea all over his leg. Old folks. Bless.
Gorged on a spot of corned beef pie, Jim barely touches the Lemon Drizzle cake, rather letting the side down.
And then the batteries conked out.
So we headed back the way we'd come, till we got to Wylam where Chris had arranged to meet us, not for a bit of cycling as we thought, but a spot of tea at his house just up the road. Hard work that painting, those decorators need keeping an eye on.
And just to finish, Duncan gets a puncture about 500 yards from the finish line. Typical. Bloody hawthorns.
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