Lyminge, UK
The Lord Whisky for lunch (again)
The temperature was still hugging zero as six Ragstones rode out of Bedrock on an icy trail in search of the Ragstones' utopia: developing a healthy appetite followed by a satisfying lunch. Ruth, Robert, Judith, John, Martin and Peter raced through Stamford, slid through Monks Horton, pedalled furiously to East Brabourne and then came to a shimmering halt at the bottom of Janet's hill.The only way to get up this steep ice-rink...