A few of our boys entered Robin Johnson’s sporting weekend 23-Aug-14 Sussex CA 10 G10/45 Alistair Lang 26:52 David Eccles 29:31 Chris Brewer 34:33 Richard Hoskin 35:17 25-Aug-14 Sussex CA 25 G10/45 Alistair Lang 01:10:17
Eve10 14-Aug-14
With one evening TT to go things are still very close in the Handicap Trophy with 10 riders still in the mix for a top three finish so if you fancy a chance of a trophy you better turn up…
Eve10 07-Aug-14
With the sun still playing its part we had another good night for racing and again a reasonable number of riders turned out to race. The winners were: Scratch 1. Mick Deen 22:15 2. Eddie Allen 22:55 3. Simon Tonge…
SCCU100
So the Southern Counties 100 took place this year on Sunday 27 July, and four nutters from the Redmon entered in the close race for the 185 trophy, but only two are really in for a shout. And to make…
21 Today! 21 Today!
To be strictly true, the Club, in 1956, should have been singing 21 THIS YEAR! Strange to think if the Club was an individual it would have received the vote. You could also go the bar and buy your own…
After the war
The efforts made to recruit new members during the immediate postwar years of 1946-7 really paid off. 1947 saw the revival of racing in the Club and soon post-war novices were replacing the older names in the prizes. ’47 was…
The Flowering Fifties
The 1950’s were the years when the country, as a whole, started to come out of the grey days of both the war and post-war years. This was also true of the Redmon. The foundations now firmly re-laid saw a…
But the Spirit Lived On!
Although it is true, as Ron Martin has written, that the Club had ceased its activities until the war was over, the spirit of the Redmon lived on. There was still cycling to be done, there was still cycling to…
A Club Again
In the last magazine I finished off when the clubroom was finished off – by a bomb. Time passed and still more bombs fell. Then there was the Fire of London; the Doodle-bugs and finally the V.2’s. Then in May…
Reading about the Club’s history…
My earliest recollection of riding was on a bike belonging to our lodger, he went home at the weekend and I was allowed to borrow his machine. It was a good job he never saw what happened! A group of…