Well what a brilliant weekend that was !!!!
As about 70% of my riding was done on the Wirral I reckon I can claim that mine still was the WRT 2020.
Only the lite for me on Saturday and Sunday but after all the crap recently it was a good few days plotting a couple of routes. Nothing too excessive 25 miles on Saturday and 28 miles on Sunday. I even rode lots of new stuff on my own doorstep that I’ll definitely be revisiting.
Oh and please no comments about the rack and panniers, the bike is currently set up for my daily dad and daughter pootles round the local woods.
As we know John is a stickler for the rules and he set me my grid refs I thought he ask for proof

so here we go…
Saturday grid ref’s #1
Saturday grid ref’s #2
Sunday grid ref’s
Those that know me know I’m a man of few words so here’s a few photos from the weekend…
Welcome to Wirral sign...
Grid Ref on a lovely bit of doubletrack that went on forever...
Can’t believe this grid ref was at a bench, it was rude not to stop and have a coffee…
Nice house but wouldn’t fancy being the window cleaner…
Luckily the grid ref was just this side of the fallen tree blocking the path…
Obligatory motorway shot on the return home…
Here’s my camp for the night, nice spot and enjoyed my pre-ride coffee and porridge.
Day 2 - Sunday had a bit of culture to it. First, I had to go down a Roman Road, past "the" Greasby sign and then past what I think is the crappiest stone circle ever!
The remains of the roman road...
We have a little bit of heritage on the Wirral don’t you know!
A very, very lazy effort of a stone circle...
My next grid ref was in the middle of a fairway on a golf course… thanks John! Luckily the course was pretty quiet for some reason?
The remainder of the route was just lots and lots of great single and double track a lot of which I’ve never ridden before.
Decisions, decisions…
Could be sketchy in the wet…
Hit every grid ref spot on apart from the last, apologies but John wanted a beach shot and I wasn’t prepared to hike-a-bike down a 30 meter cliff face so this is the closet you can get (note the blue “Danger cliff”

sign the bike is leaning against)…
John gave me an additional challenge of finding two old post boxes. Here you go sir, mission accomplished…
And finally, the obligatory Spar shot. I tried to make it look moody and romantic, not sure I succeeded…
Well done for organising John, Reg and everyone else at this rate you might be needed in September. Just gutted to come home to a house without lemon drizzle cake… talk about coming down to earth with a bump!