After suffering from "ohmygodI'mgoingtodieonthehills" nerves before setting off, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. It was an excellent route, really well marshalled, and I enjoyed the spectecle of a queue for the gents that was much longer than the queue for the ladies
. The cheering supporters along the ride really boosted the spirits as well (especially the TdF inspired style Dartmoor Devil who patted Chuffy on the botty
).
Some of the descents were a bit hairy, coming off a hill on to a wet cattle-grid is one of my least favourite on bike things, really hope that the rider is ok. There were a couple of times when I was belting downhill and praying that Mrs. Sheepy was not going to sproingle across the road...
Chuffy and Mr.Gates missed out on bronze medals by two paltry minutes due to a diversion at the feeding station to procure a pasty (vitamin P). Being a gurl, I benefited from the extra time allowance and squeaked into the bronzes
Am NOT looking forward to the event photos, due my optimistic layer of suncream and extreme hillage I was streaming with er, "glow" each time a camera came into view.