Wow what a beast of a ride ! Left my towers in to an absolute soaking and ran in to Steve Jones at the local train station after several window knocking minutes
jumped on the train. At every stop a sly peer out the doors could see it was still battering it down so no surprise on exiting Paddington to buckets of the wet stuff. After avoiding the barriers in HPC (stay tuned.....) pitched up at HPC and shuffled under the arch and awaited the off. Had previously offered to TEC for this ride and have to say enjoyed it alot more as it was taken at a more steady pace. I got wet very wet but i was still pretty warm so not all bad settled in to an uneventful ride out of London until we whitnessed a few punchy yocals kicking off and then stood well back when the Chelsea Head hunter Ian dropped his bike and
joined in broke it up. It seemed to me to be quite a way in until the first stoppage for fixings, i was sent on ahead to inform the shivering wayfinders they were about to get colder and wetter ! Got to the ford and the rain had eased off a fair bit and i have to admit i was salivating at the thought of the Tulleys pucker rolls
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Ventured back outside and the combination of tiredness and semi wet clothes seemed to make it darn cold hey ho back to it no sooner had we started and the lost chain happened couldn't first time i had witnessed these fettlers in full swing and it was soon back together. The next few miles seem to go pretty quick and it even started getting a little brighter. Arriving in Southend to 4 punctures in 200 yards
i have to admit i was on the hunt for brekkie and some feeling in my fingers by then so apart from trying to destroy someones front wheel from a great height i left it to Martin to flex his muscle. Follwed Tim to The Rose and wolfed down a Full English in record time then after meeting the legend that is User13710 set off with the legend that is the smrbth. I have to say these few Band of Brothers are animals within 5 miles of leaving there was a sizable gap appearing between them and i
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I could tell it was just a gentle jaunt for them as i was blowing out of my behind they sloped of in to a gas station and waited for me to catch up it was then after deciding that even taking it down a notch was still way out of my league so Ross kindly destroyed his Saturday morning by dragging my sizeable behind all the way back to Dartford cant thank you enough Ross very kind of you i would have been a gibbering wreck otherwise. We parted at Dartford and i ventured into the unknown of getting my own way back to Paddington. It was pretty straight forward amongst the rain and aching limbs
I managed to avoid the A13 until a small section which i ventured onto and then picked up CS3 back towards the big bad city. For those that dont know i was trying to complete my first 100 miler so i was on the verge of tears when at 83 miles around Barking way my Garmin flashed up low battery
this did help a bit as it made me get a bit of a shift on and had an uneventful trip back towards Trafalgar Square via the A13 St Pauls and The Walkie Talkie etc. I got to the entrance of Birdcage Walk and it proudly said CLOSED
so braved The Strand and up past The Ritz heading back to the sanctuary Hyde Park which was shut for a "cycle event" bloddy cyclists lol. Braved Park Lane and the crazy coach drivers and rolled into Paddington at 12.30 ish and i was absolutely beat.
Highs of the ride hearing Ian's music tales and his long CV of legendary bands good and bad. Aperitif's company and character assessments
and seeing the gorgeous Marilyn Monroe (she did look colder than me though )
Lows most of the weather holding back and breaking up the smrbth and the pain
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Oh and my Garmin managed to hold out to Paddington...............................
101.30 miles
thanks to all who helped me out much appreciated