All Ready To be Our Normal 'Unreliable' Selves |
We all set off at quite a brisk pace with Steve D leading most of the time and were happily sweeping up other riders as we went. I was leading when we came up to a road junction at the top of a long hill. Seeing a car coming I pulled up to wait but Steve and the others went past me slipping through on the inside. I set off in pursuit but being a poor descender they were pulling further away from me. I was temporarily in a group of one.
When I did eventually catch the riders up, the group had fragmented into several small groups with the leading group being nowhere in sight. Eventually we came across Dave at the side of the road fixing a puncture. Everyone pulled over to assist but myself and Nigel must have been a Zen like state as we selfishly just carried on. perhaps we had the thought in our sub conciousness that we would catch up with the fast group?
There was one nasty bit where we had to cross the M25. As we waited for a gap in the fast traffic we caught a glimpse of Diego in the distance. It looked like we had done it and would soon be back in the fold . It turned out that the reason we had caught them up at this point was because on the opposite side of the motorway was a control point but we were completely oblivious to this at the time and set off in pursuit of Diego (very unreliable). Climbing up a fairly steep hill we had to go to the aid of a cyclist whose pedal was wobbling about . It looked like the thread had gone in the crank arm, there was no other advice we could give him except to ride to the nearest train station before the thing fell off. Unfortunately we had lost so much time we knew it was going to be impossible to catch up with the fast group but perhaps we could find another group to tag along with? Strangely we seemed to be in 'no man's land and for the next 25 miles the only groups we came across were women or mixed groups that were going too slow for us leaving us no choice but to overtake them all.
Meanwhile in the fast group, Steve D had 'blown up' and got dropped as did Malcolm C who then managed to get lost and had no choice but to hang around for some 15 minutes until a group of cyclists appeared that he could tag along with . This would mean that Malc C would arrive at HQ long after everyone else!
Myself and Nigel pressed on as a two man team taking turns to shield each other from the wind. . Nigel has been overworked and fighting an infection for the last six weeks and wasn't his usual speedy self, so for once we were quite evenly matched. We had one hairy moment when a huge articulated lorry decided to overtake us down a steep hill, the driver misjudged just how fast we were going and passed by on our side with a couple of feet to spare. I held my breathe as it went past concentrating on holding a straight line while hoping not to hit any potholes which would bounce me into one of its gigantic wheels.
Diego Picks Up A War-wound In The Last Couple of Miles! |
So alas yet again we were all completely unreliable, LOL, but the main thing is
we enjoyed a well organised event on quiet country roads. See you here again next year?
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