the first sunny day of the year. Rolled down to Gatwick a little against the wind, and through heavy traffic for the first ten miles or so. The roads much broken up by the snow - and, given that this was the first half of the route to Brighton, something to bring to the attention of the authorities.
Front derailleur seized up solid, so the climb up Portnalls Road was a bit tricky - the post salt slipperiness meant that I had to gently, ever so gently, prise myself up in 53/19.
Clear skies over the North Downs, although the sunshine hadn't melted the ice on Chipstead's village pond, and empty roads through Reigate. Lonesome Lane (big potholes in the first 200 metres) was a delight - it's lovelier in the daytime than it is at night, and that's saying something, but a lot of standing water in fields to left and right.
Through Horley and down to Haroldslea, where I met TimHall and family returning from a recce of the Wallaby Path. Still muddy - if I haven't persuaded Surrey County Council to spread some gravel there before March 26th we'll have, sadly, to give it a miss.
Front derailleur seized up solid, so the climb up Portnalls Road was a bit tricky - the post salt slipperiness meant that I had to gently, ever so gently, prise myself up in 53/19.
Clear skies over the North Downs, although the sunshine hadn't melted the ice on Chipstead's village pond, and empty roads through Reigate. Lonesome Lane (big potholes in the first 200 metres) was a delight - it's lovelier in the daytime than it is at night, and that's saying something, but a lot of standing water in fields to left and right.
Through Horley and down to Haroldslea, where I met TimHall and family returning from a recce of the Wallaby Path. Still muddy - if I haven't persuaded Surrey County Council to spread some gravel there before March 26th we'll have, sadly, to give it a miss.