Out of the door at 7am this morning to meet
@rb58 at Pollhill. Today's ride was a blast down to Rye and Camber sands (and back). Checking out all the weather apps, today's weather wasn't meant to be that bad. Mostly sunny, no rain and a bit of wind. We got some sun, we got some rain and we got some wind... more bloody wind then you could shake a mini pump at.. at times the wind was brutal. the route is a fairly flattish one once you get over the Downs, but the wind made things far more harder then it should have been.
The Kentish flatlands...
Just outside of Rye we were hit by a short deluge. And boy was the rain cold. Luckily it disappeared just as quick as it appeared. Not enough to get us soaked.
We got to Camber Sands in good time. Rolled into the car park where the cafe's are to find the whole car park covered in a ton of sand blown from the dunes. From the car park you can't see the sea.. but you could hear it. The roaring of the waves was immense.
Camber Sands angry waves from the left
Camber Sands angry waves from the right
After a fairly decent Egg, 2 sausages and chips, and a nice mug o' tea.. it was time to head back.
Heading east from Camber to Lydd we enjoyed the mother of all tailwinds. We were averaging in the 20's without even trying. Pure cycling bliss. It didn't last long though.. it never does. It lasted for 7 glorious miles. We then had to turn north which meant we had the winds at our left side. The winds also seemed to be getting stronger as the day went on. At one point whilst following Mr
@rb58, he was leaning at a 40degree angle due to the wind....completely nuts.
The further into the trip home, the stronger the wind seemed to be. It was hard work. Head down and keep spinning the pedals. Quite demoralising at times. But one just get's on with it.
At Yalding I decided I needed a rest. I was 95 miles into the ride and it was surely needed. And where better then The George pub. I grabbed a pint of Doom Bar and munched on the cheese and Jam sarnies that I had stashed (these were leftovers from Little H's 6th birthday bash yesterday).
Very dirty bike and a not a John Smiths.
It was very good timing. As I was drinking and munching. Another cloudburst hit. So just sat under the porch and let it pass. Luckily it only lasted five or so minutes. Once finished, it was time to knock out the last 25 miles to home. The route is one I have done many times before over the years.
Quite undulating but easy enough.
Gratuitous pic of the Victorian Folly, Hadlow Tower.
However the blasted winds had picked up even more. Making things tough going and I hadn't even reached the climbs over the Downs yet which were another 10 miles away. So I gritted my teeth and got on with it. My thighs were really starting to feel tired now, even though I was spinning away. this was tough. I climbed the first main climb, up into and out of Plaxtol, up into Ivy Hatch. Followed by a glorious 3 mile descent into Seal and a little further into Sevenoaks. I still had another 6 miles to go including the climb up to Pollhill. A thigh buster at the best of times, let alone in these very testing conditions.
Shamefully instead of turning right for Pollhill, I turned left for Sevenoaks and the train station. The wind had finally done me in. I just couldn't face that long climb. I had 113 miles on the clock anyway and will need to save something for the commute tomorrow. So a train to home it was.
So anyway..113 miles for the day.. in fairly tough conditions. February's Imperial Century challenge ride in the bag. And as a bonus, got myself a new Eddington Number.