in some ways it was an undistinguished schlep down to Brighton, photographing locations for signs for the Martlets ride, and paying a call on Planet Sweet in Horley, to talk through the arrangements for the Genteel ride. We struggled in the heat, having started late, although Susie managed both Pownalls Road and Turners Hill without difficulty.
We stopped at Ditchling to take on liquids, and set off - Susie knowing she wouldn't make the Beacon, but determined to get part way up. I unshipped the chain at the bottom, but rolled it back on, and thereby found myself pushing 39/17.....which turned out to be good. Very good. My heels were like Mercury's. I soared to the top, standing for the first two thirds of the hill, other than one brief sit down to take a telephone call....... The last 200 metres were just easy, and there I was, at the top of a hill I've been climbing for 38 years, having climbed it faster than ever before.
Whizzed down to cheer up Susie, and did the latter part of the hill again, this time in a more conservative 39-19, but still not in difficulty.
And then down to the Madeira, and then lunch at an Italian restaurant, which involved too much food, alcohol and ice cream. Perfection!