Well the day after reaching my personal half century seemed a good day to see if everything was still working as I start my sixth decade and what better way to do that than attempt to crack out February's century.
I left at about 08.00 and went out through Hertfordshire, which proved surprisingly lumpy. I'd planned a route I was not that familiar with and got caught out by a hill that reared up to 18%, which I was not expecting and consequently had to grovel up on my 50x28, only just making it. I had gone for quiet looking roads and on the whole they were pretty traffic free, but the downside of that was that many of them were in shocking condition. pot holed and gravel strewn. I felt like I was doing the strade bianchi at times. Full concentration needed at all times and a constant danger of puncturing, luckily the gaterskins proved there usual reliable selves and I escaped any visitations.
Nearer to Cambridge, the roads improved and flattened out and I made pretty good time. I went right through Addenbrokes hospital, just from curiosity really, not having seen it for a long time (its an awful lot bigger!) and then headed south again. Unfortunately the wind had picked up by then, more than forecast, coming from the south west, which meant a three quarter headwind most of the way home.
It turned into a bit of a slog and I had to gear down, put my head down and grind. For all that though it was a nice ride home, the rain threatened a couple of times but never came to anything and there were some very pretty villages to admire, Thaxted in particular, which boasts a complete windmill and the most enormous church, completely out of scale with the small town it towers over, a relic of the East Anglian wool trade I imagine. I was also very surprised to see that Great Easton had a Rolls Royce dealership and that is an even smaller place than Thaxted! There is clearly money in darkest Essex!
I was starting to catch the traffic as I came back into town, reminding myself that I don't usually like doing my local cycling routes past mid afternoon, they become a lot more dangerous then, presumably everyone being in a great rush to get home. I had a few close shaves and was glade to make it home just after 4.
Need to decide were I am going to go next month now and must make a note to myself not to leave it so late this time!