(Although a Late Cancel is a crime of the first order in Our Leader's eyes, I did send a fiver to Dellzeqq to give to the Stock Catering Supremos, in lieu of the money I would have spent had I gone on the ride. It seems only reasonable that I should pay for the sarnies they got up at 3am to make for me.)
Indeed, I saw TMN transform her initials into TakeMmmmartinsNote. She was in the queue before me at Stock.
I didn't go on the Wetstable ride but by all accounts this was a less painful affair - but still had its own epic quality.. Before Stock there were a few punctures (Teef told me he'd asked the puncturees whether they wanted gas or a local anaesthetic, they'd chosen gas, and he told me he'd got through 4 1/2 gas tankers) but no mechanicals that I heard of. After Stock there was a broken chain but I don't think there were any more punctures*. No other dramas that I know of either. But the rain....!
*Wrong on my part - I've just read Tim's more accurate puncture accounting report. I think the water may have shorted out the wiring in my head by that time.
When I decided to empty the water that was sloshing around in my shoes I discovered that when I'd thought I'd bought Northwave boots, I'd actually bought Northtsunamis. The contents of the first boot went all over the Stock floor. The contents of the second I managed to drain into my empty teacup. I got it almost half full. If I'd wrung out my socks in there it would have overflowed.
When we were still gathering at HPC, I was already soaked and I spent much of my time there considering riding straight back home. If I had, I would have able to live with myself without feeling ashamed - after all, I'd got there, hadn't I? After that, for the first 10-or-so miles, I kept on looking wistfully at quick routes back south of the river, but kept telling myself I could always bail later. So I'd gone on. And after a point, there was no point in turning back.
Oh, many thanks again to the eagle-eyed Fridayer who spotted my computer, which had made a bid for freedom at the ford. I only manage to pick up a couple more names each time I go on a social ride, so apologies for not knowing your name, but it was appreciated.
Right, this post is done and my bath is run.