Slick
Guru
Not today but yesterday. I haven't cycled all week as I had to drive to Birmingham on Sunday night and back up Wednesday night. Gaffer gave everyone a flier on Friday, so I called my brother and arranged a meet up with the bikes. He's a very different animal to me on the bike, everything is a challenge to him and every ride must count. I always enjoy going out with him as I know that I need to be at 100% to keep up with him even although he's on a mountain bike and I'm on a road bike. The usual patern, especially on the climbs is every now and again he will put the hammer down and leave me gasping but not for long as he will always turn round and come back for me especially on a hill as he loves nothing more than doing it again. Our route took us along a very flat Loch Lomond as I just wanted to get a 50 miler under my belt. This wasn't enough of a challenge for my brother as he constantly slipped into a strong rithym and put the hammer down. He got quite a shock as every time he did, I was able to hang on to his wheel and we were flying on numerous stages. I should mention the marvellous owner of the cafe at the halfway point at Tarbet, who despite closing early as they were closing the road due to filming something or other, offered to make us something to take away, which was a life saver. The return journey followed the same pattern, we would ease off for a time then go again and I was really chuffed to be able to stay on him until the final 5 miles when I went to stand on the pedals for a very small climb and immediately had to sit back down as I realised there was very little left in the tank. Final disappointment of the day came when I realised I was 4 miles short of my 50. Oh well, best not get too caught up with numbers when the effort was just as enjoyable.