One last club ride under the old dystopian highway code rules before we move over to the anticipated utopia from 29th Jan. The ride provided a metaphor for this with initially grey skies replaced by bright sunshine and the hilly spring-line replaced by flat Vale roads and a tail wind at the half way point. The breakfast baps at Three Trees Cafe were excellent (big & tasty) and seemed to produce a performance differential between those that had them and those that did not. Beers after at the Fred's Head for most of the party nicely rounded off an enjoyable ride. Oh Happy Day.