Fab Foodie
hanging-on in quiet desperation ...
- Location
- Kirton, Devon.
Well it's nice to be home, to share tales of derring-doo of 5 men's desperate struggle against the harsh terrain and weather of the home counties and one man's' single-handed encounter of the clipless kind at 2.30 in the morning
Thanks to rogerzilla et al at yacf who organised and led this assault on the road between Oxford and London.
This was my first night ride. Much has been learned on this cold night, so in no particular order:
- you're never as fit as you think you are
- miles are much harder after midnight... there should be some correction factor, at least +20%
- the climb to Bledlow ridge re-inforces your need to diet
- if nothing goes wrong, then you can be over-equipped
- you meet the nicest people on a yacf ride
- there is some amazing wild-life on the streets of Oxford at 11.30
- you're never too experienced to have a clipless moment
- one-man's 'conversational' pace is another man's sprint
- drunk people think cyclists are trains
- your spirit lifts as the sun comes-up
- cold saps the spirit
- gps is very good technology
- the last 5 miles to Paddington station are the longest 5 miles anywhere in the world today
- Teethgrinder's 'Goldwing' riding prowess proves it's 'not about the bike'
- you need eyewear which is readily removed on steep climbs, otherwise you believe that all hilltops at night are misty
- north London's roads should only be attempted on knobblies
- any food at Paddington is haut-cuisine when you're hungry
So, valuable lesson's there then...
All in all a sleety cold and surprisingly hilly challenge, 65 miles of a Sunday nmorning... no problems, 65 miles starting midnight on a Friday is a different kettle of fish... you have been warned!
Total mileage, 85.
Thanks to rogerzilla et al at yacf who organised and led this assault on the road between Oxford and London.
This was my first night ride. Much has been learned on this cold night, so in no particular order:
- you're never as fit as you think you are
- miles are much harder after midnight... there should be some correction factor, at least +20%
- the climb to Bledlow ridge re-inforces your need to diet
- if nothing goes wrong, then you can be over-equipped
- you meet the nicest people on a yacf ride
- there is some amazing wild-life on the streets of Oxford at 11.30
- you're never too experienced to have a clipless moment
- one-man's 'conversational' pace is another man's sprint
- drunk people think cyclists are trains
- your spirit lifts as the sun comes-up
- cold saps the spirit
- gps is very good technology
- the last 5 miles to Paddington station are the longest 5 miles anywhere in the world today
- Teethgrinder's 'Goldwing' riding prowess proves it's 'not about the bike'
- you need eyewear which is readily removed on steep climbs, otherwise you believe that all hilltops at night are misty
- north London's roads should only be attempted on knobblies
- any food at Paddington is haut-cuisine when you're hungry
So, valuable lesson's there then...
All in all a sleety cold and surprisingly hilly challenge, 65 miles of a Sunday nmorning... no problems, 65 miles starting midnight on a Friday is a different kettle of fish... you have been warned!
Total mileage, 85.