It was a glorious winter afternoon – or should I say autumn, as I made a rather late start at 3.15, for Four Lane Ends and Atherton.  Taking a short cut, (which incidentally misses the dirty, crowded streets of Leigh), I came to Butts Bridge and then Glazebury.  Pottering to Glazebrook, and Cadishead, I crossed Warburton Bridge to Heatley.  At the Boathouse Inn, on the Broomedge road, I veered left, joining the Lymm road later, but soon forsook it, and arrived at Duncalf’s for tea at 6pm, just as the day was fading.  Off again at 6.30, with lamp lit – my trusty two bob Lucas – I entered a maze of dark, rutty bylanes, which brought me round by High Legh Hall to Hoo Green, and crowded Mere corner on the Chester road.  By the time I reached Altrincham, I was heartily sick of it with it hordes of motors and dazzling headlights.  Soon I reached Stretford, Barton and Worsley, a detour to Boothstown, then Middle Hulton and again to Four Lane Ends, where a party of two CTC-ites escorted me home for 9pm.                                                   52 miles, 6 hours