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29th March - Langdon Cliffs, Dover

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The appearance of a swallow does not mean it is spring. Sorry Jerry, but you raised our hopes! The "our" numbered eight - Malcolm, Tom, Dave, Bill K, ex basket Bill, Mike the younger, Richard Ln and last but not least Lancelot. Stan (dashing in pink) made an brief appearance at Deal: but only to demonstrate his parking skills, on the footpath facing the wrong direction. With Lancelot along there could be only one direction - Langdon Cliffs. Under deceptive blue skies and into a wind that gained in strength as energy waned Mike the younger lead the peleton into the clifftop café. The things you learn: that bit at the front of a ferry that goes up and down is called a visor. Now I didn't know that! Bill K chose another route, so then there were eight. The sharp eye of matelot Malcolm spotted the approaching front, black clouds headed our way. Icy rain and hailstones driven by a storm force wind accompanied us to the interim stop at the radio masts, en route to St Margaret at Cliffe. Malcolm lost his chain and balance on the climb. At St M at C Jerry attended to a slow leak. As the Worth and Sandwich contingent traversed the Ancient Highway, the sun may have been shining and the birds singing but spring - and summer - still seem a fair way off. (RLn)

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