Strensall, Farlington, Brandsby, Yearsley, Coxwold, Felixkirk to Thirsk. Roads rather greasy so pace steady rather than brisk, with clear skies and lovely autumn shades.
Approaching Coxwold we experienced an unusual interaction with a couple in a 4x4 who tooted their horn as they past us, semingly as a rebuke. Matt demonstrated his index and middle fingers in a reverse Churchillian festure whereupon the car halted, the couple jumped out and berated us, railing at the 'gangs' of cyclists marauding around 'their' roads. Eventually common-sense prevailed and we parted on good terms.
At Thirsk, due to some confusion Dave C and I ended up in Upstairs Downstairs cafe ( the one with the friendly French proprietor). The others - I think - patronised Kev's recommended cafe.
On the way back, Matt had a rear p********re which seemed sorted until he hit a large pothole a mile or so further down the road when the tyre deflated rapidly again
From then on the trip back, still in glorious sunshine, was uneventful.
Thanks to all for a splendid day out!