Yesterdays ride - The Dragon Ride....130k route...
Myself and the Lardster had decided on the 130 route, but 515 had decided that 190 route was the best training for his attempt at an Etape......silly boy....
The day started well as we took the exit off the M4 and found that there was not the massive queue as we experienced last year. Great organisation getting the cars into the car parks this time with lots of marshalls. We met Aldapies in the car park and were ready to go..
After a short delay waiting to do the necessary we made our way to the start only to be faced with a massive queue...
Needless to say we were not happy at all, remembering last years easy stroll straight to the start line, we thought that this queue would delay us by about half an hour at least. It turned out that the delay was only because of the stupid railing thingy that stops motor bikes using the footpath, once we got past that it was straight to the start and only one group in front of us ready to go....
Once again, great organisation at the start. Chap on the microphone was doing a great job. The phone stayed in my pocket for the rest of the ride so no more pics en route, it was heads down and looking forward to the ride....
After the first little climb we soon remembered what we were in for (well I did!), so backed off the pace a little. One problem soon was apparent, I should not have put my Zipp 404s on, on the first exposed decent I was getting blown about far too much and was not looking forward to the big decents. Last year they were fine but it was seemingly a lot more gusty...
Bwlch 1 soon arrived so I did my usual shout of "see you at the top" to Lard and Aldapies as they are both much stronger climbers than me. Once at the top, a quick comfort break and off down the other side where I was (as feared) getting my front wheel blown all over the place.
Luckily, after the hairpin the wind was not so bad. I saw some bikes with some serious big dish wheels, i'm sure one had a pair of 808s on - that couldn't have been fun!.
Caught back up with the gang and made our way to Rhigos, once again I was off the back but knew they would be waiting at the food stop. I was really not happy that all the bananas had gone and there was only plain water available- bad planning there me thinks.
Having eaten all my own food already, I was starting to suffer a bit through Glyneath so slowed down a bit to recover, Lard and Aldapies were waiting for me at the next junction...ah. They asked if I was ok, "yes - i'm saving myself for a sprint finish I told them".. more on that later... Gently up Cimla hill, and to the food stop where it seemed all the bananas were!!! There was also spuds covered in salt on offer... my god they were lovely. And what a brilliant idea having spuds instead of more jam tarts (although there was a moutain of tarts and cake there as well).
Nice trundle up the valley and half way on the Bwlch 2 the boys once again pulled away, had a great time chatting to lots of people on the way up and then something mad came past me...a chap on a fixie of all things ... mad or a hero ... you decide.....
I think everyone was shocked how hot it was on the way up the climb and then how cold it was on top. Apparently I was only a minute or so behind the chaps which I was quite pleased with.The worst part of the day was just about to happen..... On the first part of the decent there were horrible gusts of wind which sent me into a horrible tank slapper, I really thougth I was going to come off. Having only ever read about tank slappers I had no idea what to do so just sat up as straight as possible to slow myself down which seemed to work. I had to pull over to compose myself after that...not fun.
Onto the last little climb where I was dropped again but feeling fine, and then I managed to jump on a small group along the flat after the 10k to go point and we all went passed a group with Lard and Aldapies in it, I shouted "come on boys, what's keepin' you" which did not go down very well at all... I thought it was hilarious!
Getting towards the end and the pace picked up..... 1k to go and it was hammer down... the sprint was on. I went for it and could hear the others right behind me... got to the roundabout at the end a little bit to quick, got round it ok and then heard "go on Nic" from someone.. not being sure who it was I just went as hard as I could for the line... as I got to the line I noticed a wheel to my right - it was the Lard... we flew over the line side by side and then.. aaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........
barriers and a bloke waving his arms at us to stop.......dew these Swiss Stop break pads are good!!!! I really hope there was a photographer at the end.. it'll be an awesome shot.
We picked up our goodie bags and then spotted heaven.......
Guinness.....................a pint please my good man!!!!
We parked our bums on the grass listening to the band which was fantastic, went and had a look at the new range of bikes on the
Wiggle stand and spotted this ...
Madness i say...madness!!!!!
515 was keeping us informed of his progress on the 190 route, so we had some time to get the barb going.... yes the barb!. 515 couldn't have timed it better as the first sausages were just burned to perfection as he finished.....
The extreme chili sausages went down a treat, along with the bottles of whatever was closest to hand to cool the mouth down.....those jaloki chilies have some kick!.
A great end to a great day, but I still don't fancy doing the long route after seeing the state on 515. But chapeau, he did it .. I didn't!.