As we met in St Albans, a wild and woolly day, with the prospect of a soaking on the way back, led us to discuss if we really wanted to go as far as Chesham. Most of us had remembered that the pub there didn't offer any food, so we had brought our own packed lunches. Cyclists sometimes have some hard decisions to make - in this case it boiled down whether we should get a pub lunch nearby and have stale sandwiches when we got home. Then Judy came up with the bright idea of going to The Woodman at Wildhill, another 'picnic pub' that was a lot nearer than Chesham. Decision made, those who had forgotten their sandwiches rushed out to buy some and we were off.
Of course, Carol's planned route was now 'out of the window', so the speak. So we made it up as we went along, with whoever had the best idea taking the lead. Amazingly, we all ended up at the Woodman and enjoyed our picnic in the back room of this very friendly pub.
It all worked out well as we got home before the heavy rain arrived.
Jon 29/01/2017
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