Squires Café Bar
Head to North Yorkshire for a stop every bit as smile-inducing as the ride there
For 60 years bikers have been getting their (Sherburn-in-)elmet on and heading to Squires on a Wednesday evening. Founded in 1954, the Squires Bradbury Milk Bar quickly became a meeting place for motorcyclists out enjoying the wealth of fantastic roads nearby. It became so popular that in 2002 second owners Harry and Sue Weston relocated to a bigger site just outside Sherburn to ease congestion and restore peace to the village.
Today you can see up to a staggering 1800 bikes jostling for space around the well-known café. Well, not literally today, since the sky’s decided to drip winter all over us and many sensible types have come in their cars to avoid the slippery streets and still share in the Squires spirit.
Yet from the moment I dribble into the huge parking area I feel utterly welcome. Squires is unmistakably a biker gaff, featuring a rampant racer logo, bays too small for cars, and Speedstyle, a separate bike accessories shop onsite. Indoors the walls sport biking memorabilia and a glass cabinet displays a gorgeous vintage Kawasaki Z900, while from every hand stout steaming mugs proclaim ‘Two wheels move the soul’.
The 20-acre site has ample space for the multitudes that flock here in the summer every day, whether bike night, weekend or major event. The little skating rink, burger van and tea bar are riotously busy then, as are the camping facilities – available at £12, or a discounted £5 for those turning up on two wheels.
But it’s in weather like this you see the most hardened, ardent fans. Despite the rain there’s 20 bikes outside, with more rolling in to be greeted by friendly waves from tea-toting punters. Regulars on vintage vehicles lift their grandchildren down from the pillion seats, fondly recalling their times at the café’s original site as kids themselves, listening to the jukebox and watching the bikes scrape their tails down the road. The children giggle, goggle-eyed beneath their goggles, pointing out the bikes they want to come here on when they’re older.
It’s this that stays with me when I finally head for home. Huge numbers
or small, there’s a welcoming local warmth here that keeps people coming back for more than just the fabulous ride over. Squires’ charms have stood the test of time; formidable roads, fortifying beverages and friendly faces will keep this bike meet going for generations yet.
Warm welcome whatever the weather