Sunday, 4 August 2019

Ride London

I did Ride London for the first time in 2017 - I purposely bypassed the two hills due to getting no sleep and having to drive 30 odd miles afterward so I did 86 miles on the route that day but 100 miles altogether if I included riding to and from my car.

Today is my second attempt at the whole distance.

Slightly concerned it will be too warm for me especially is it was overly warm yesterday when collecting my rider pack from the Excel. I was meant to have food at the restaurant inside the Excel but it was shut so had to make do with chicken burger fast food instead... it wasn't great but it was more edible than the burger I had last time around.

Forecast is predicted at around 25 degrees but reckon it will go higher, could be too much for me but we’ll see...

After a fairly successful nights sleep (about 5 hours drifting in and out) I got up at 5.30 and force fed myself a porridge pot, about half hour later I forced a jam sandwich down me - that'll do. Packed two round of jam sandwiches, 2 eccles cakes and some bars to take with me. (never rely on feed stations!)

Got ready and left Travelodge City Airport at approx 6.20 for the 6 mile ride to my starting pen (Black J)

So many people were riding to the start it was easy to just follow others, about 2 miles into my ride I joined the greenway towards the start and at about 4 miles I came across the main road that every cyclist around was riding down and from there on in I easily found my way to my designated pen via the easy to follow signs.

Once in the Black pen area it was quite a long walk/trundle down to pen J.

At approx 7.48 my pen started the shuffle down towards the starting line, just like last time the organisation was so slick we arrived at the starting line dead on time at 8.28

The DJ counted us down and everyone started riding while ‘I Will Survive’ blasted out of the speakers.

The course is fast and flat and the first hour through London is awesome, went through 4 or 5 underpasses of which one was particularly long.

Into the first main feed hub at mile 26 - stats revealed I had averaged over 16mph without trying too hard.

Disappointed to find no Clif bars at the hub, Hi5 appear to have replaced Clif as the main food provider, never mind I grabbed and ate a bag of ready salted crisps and a bag of some chinese snack things which was kinda tasteless. I also ate another jam sandwich.

Left the hub 15 minutes later and once more the course proved fast and flat.

At around mile 40 I hit congestion due to accident - so many people were standing still that at this point I had a feeling the hills will be shut off by the time I got to them.

After about 15 mins everyone mounted bikes again.. off we gooo…

...5 mins later everyone was off their bikes and walking again… the culprit this time was a narrow bridge - the congestion had back peddled so much that the road just couldn’t cope with the numbers.

Mile 48 I was half way up Newlands hill before I realised I was actually on it, only because I noticed people walking and huffing and puffing up it, I was just concerned about overheating on it! I found it much easier this time around compared to 2017

At the top of Newlands I decided I needed a loo break so went into the main hub, as I entered the hub I heard someone shout '5 minutes before the sweeper!’

I didn’t care at this point and carried on to the loo, refilled my water bottles, scoffed another jam sandwich and onwards!

From this point to the finish I was surrounded by fellow riders all the way back due to so much backlog due to accidents.

As suspected Leith Hill and Box Hill were closed off, turns out they had closed early - Leith had a tree fall down and Box had an accident, I saw later the riders had to queue to ride up the hills too.

I noticed riders rejoining from both hills so with us lot catapuled forward and them rejoining it just caused more congestion.

There were a lot of delays on the second half of the ride, lots of waiting around / walking - I was out on a jolly anyway and just went with the flow.

Had an awesome moment through Wimbledon, I pulled in to text my mate to say I was 10 miles from finishing... went to mount my bike, looked around and saw I was completely on my own! I looked behind me and riders had been stopped in the distance! Felt weird to carry on, I did wonder if there was an accident ahead. Off I trundle and on a corner were some charity ladies who cheered me on, I gave a thumbs up and said 'thanks!' as I passed. Turned the corner and it was full of supporters who all cheered me on, one guy had a megaphone and shouted 'your in the lead, your gonna win!', I gave a big cheesey grin and punched my fist in the air - felt like a right superstar! 😆

...and then I started up Wimbledon Hill and was overtaken lots by the chasing pack... 😊

A unique moment and grinned all the way to the end. :)

I once more ended on 86 miles feeling good and happy.

Awesome event but it really is pot luck as to your start time and if you will get to do the hills.

Today's Fuel:
1 x porridge pot (pre ride)
1 x raspberry jam sandwich (pre ride)
1 x lemon curd sandwich
1 x lemon curd & peanut butter sandwich
2 x eccles cakes (yum!)
1 x packet of ready salted crisps
1 x packet of chinese snacks
1 x sis blueberry go bar
1 x chocolate chip Clif Bar


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Sunday, 2 June 2019

ToC 100 - Tour of Cambridge

It's the ToC 100 today - 100 miles on closed roads!

Forecast is saying moderate winds and 22 degrees... intuition tells me it'll be warmer though...

We had originally booked onto the Norfolk 100 event at the end of the month but they couldn't get the road closed so we transferred over to this event instead, it was on my 'to do' list anyway.

Picking up rider numbers yesterday was simple and straight forward, there was also a small expo going on, nice little wander around - the best stands had restored old road bikes from the 70's onwards, some of them were lush!

In true fashion I spent the night drifting in and out of dozing, I think I got about a hour of  unconsciousess  altogether and then the crows started erm.. crowing... very loudly!

Up at 7, porridge pot and a Belvita Baked bar, quick shower another doze and then out the door at 9am to meet Bob.

Our 6 miles to the starting line turned into 14 miles - we made the mistake of following someone else, which turned out to be the wrong way as the road was closed due to races that had already started d'oh! At this point I started pondering cutting a ten mile loop out on the actual event.

Started queuing just after 10, there were no marshals about - just join the line and gradually walk toward the start, we actually started at 10.40 which isn't bad at all, was expecting more like 11.

I found the first 15 miles harsh, seemed to be a lot of leg sapping slight uphills that went on for miles... my legs weren't firing properly either, probably due to lack of sleep.

I found my legs just before the split between the shorter and longer distance occurred, I did think of cutting short but didn't want to have unfinished business at the end, felt good and quite fancied the challenge of a 120 mile day... so carried on!

I caught up with Bob at a water station the organisers had put in at around 21 miles, I had started with 2.5 litres and still had plenty of water left so decided I would refill at the proper feed station at mile 45.

It felt like something was missing compared to other closed roads events I had done, and when we went through the first village I realised what it was... local spectators cheering on the side of the road!

The temp started creeping higher towards 30 degrees, the wind was harsh due to the route being exposed to crosswinds but it was also the only thing keeping me cool.

I passed a garage and clocked that it was the only place so far where it would have been viable to buy extra food/water supplies... I was getting closer to the first feed station though so carried on.

The first feed station was located half way around a disused airport, very exposed to wind and seemed to go on forever... I was looking forward the feed station as was feeling tired and in need of a mini rest and food...

Finally arrived to find... all food and water had ran out, the tempuature had now reached 30 degrees! I wasn't impressed and neither was anyone else!

We made the call to follow the shorter route thereafter, the ride so far had been harder than expected and was concerned about the water situation more than anything else. I had a fair few bars etc on me but didn't fancy seeing if it was enough to get me around the full route. Wasn't sure if there would be any shops on the remainder of the route either - villages so far had been very few and far between...

Safe to say I was pretty peed off and had lost all faith in there being anything left at the later official feed stations...

Quick toilet break, stuffed another Belvita Baked down me and onwards! (Big mistake, should have eaten much more at that point!)

Only 25 miles left now...

About 5 miles afterward we came across some locals residents kindly refilling peoples water bottles from their back garden with a hose - they were a life saver!!

Few more miles later and we rode down the longest straight road I have ever encountered... it went on and on... and on... and on... 3/4 of the way up I clocked a shop with plenty of cyclists meandering outside - the shopkeeper must have done good business!

Towards the end of the road the route split, I didn't see one person turn onto the 100 mile route.

Not long after that my legs started fading, I hadn't stopped for a break since starting really. Luckily my accommodation was on the route so decided that was where my ride was ending... I had less than 10 miles to go... onwards!

5 miles later I was crawling along feeling like crap... the pre bonk had begun... here we go...

Pulled over on a grassy area and considered it a victory I had stayed upright when I put my foot down, shoved a Cliff bar down me, I found it hard to eat now.. only 4 miles left...

Those 4 miles went on forever... everyone seemed to be zooming passed me... then realised I was going at 9mph...

Wasn't happy about seeing the hill infront of me but managed to get up it.. the locals cheering me on lifted my spirits :)

I started to see quite a few riders lying down on the grass, there were people far worse off than me.

Found Bob waiting for me and we rode the last mile or two together... then finally stopped riding!

Recovery was swift, lie down, cold shower, egg and a disgusting tasting recovery power did the trick!

A 3 course meal soon followed :)

I don't do well in temps of 25 degrees plus so happy I made a total of 85 miles today 😃

Today's Fuel:
Porridge pot (Pre Ride)
2 x Belvita Baked (Pre Ride)
2 x Porridge To Go bars
2 x Belvita Baked
1 x Hi5 energy drink mix
4 x fig rolls
10 x Fruit Jellies
1 x Cliff Bar.

Had it been a cooler day with less wind I would have been fine, the crosswinds made it a far harsher ride than expected. The big mistake I made was not eating more of my food when I got to the empty feed station - I was obviously far too busy being annoyed! 😆

Epilogue
Loads of people complained about no of food / water (the water situation was downright  irresponsible!). Lots of people struggled. Official statement went out with full apology etc and all will be rectified next year.

Next years event already on sale with big early bird discounts!
Found myself entering the shorter 67 mile route (be nice to relax a bit along the way) - £42 for closed roads was too hard to resist and as Bob pointed out, we know there is a garage and a shop for extra supplies if needed.

Definitely wouldn't have paid another £70 again though!

Video:




Thursday, 10 January 2019

From 2018 and into 2019

Bit of a gap since I last posted!

Winter has arrived and I have been cycling as and when the weather suits and as usual for this time of year.. at a reduced distance of 30 - 40 miles at a time. 

Got out enough times over the festive period but it was dull and misty mostly which is kinda depressing. I was looking towards doing the Rapha Festive 500 (the challenge is to ride 500km between xmas eve and new years eve) but figured I'd get bored of it... I did however do my own Festive 250 instead which went ok and offset the festive excess eating yay!

My tally for 2018 was 3250 miles - a below my usual milage but my bike was nicked plus the excessive 30 degree summer stopped me riding somewhat.

Anyway, here are some photos from the last few months:








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Christmas spread 😊

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Me and hire bikes just don't get on!

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Sun rays 🙃

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Thursday, 27 September 2018

Back to the Boat Shack

Haven't been riding much in the past 2 weeks - I have been ill since the Bruges cyclng weekend... pretty annoying. I did manage to ride into town and back to let Evans look at my bottom bracket which had developed a 'tick' sound when under heavy load - they didnt find anything wrong so  repacked and regreased. Hopefully the 'tick' will have disappeared but if not... I can live with it. :)

I haven't really done any hills for a month and half (Bruges weekend was flat) so today I rode 40 miles to the Boat Shack at Upton Warren.

It was t shirt and shorts weather, not sure how many more shorts days there will be as it is definitely turning colder.

At the Boat Shack I had a rather large Chelsea Bun with a cuppa tea.

Lovely tour out and about. :)


Wednesday, 12 September 2018

Bruges Cycling Weekend 6-9th September - Angry post alert!

6th Sept - Myself and Bob are ready and drive on down to Dover car park where we meet our two ride leaders (Mark & Marcus) and the rest of the riders.

Of the riders two are on their own (Caroline and Nick) and a group of 6 geezers together (who call themselves the Fat Bellies), altogether including myself and Bob there are 10 riders.
After a long long wait we finally board the ferry to Dunkerque - it leaves half a hour late, on board we first have a ride briefing and then we are free to have a full English breakfast which turns out not too bad at all.

By the time we get to Dunkerque it felt like we had been out all day and should be 5pm or something, turns out to be 1pm-ish. We start riding to our hotel in Bruges.

Overall the route was a bit naff and mostly unscenic, loads of cobbles and rough surfaces, through a few ghetto towns as well as some nicer towns. The group split into two with the group of 6 geezers (the Fat Bellies) and Nick barrelling on ahead, myself, Bob, Caroline and Marcus drop back and go at a slower pace. The ride seemed to be about getting to the hotel asap so there wasn't any stopping apart from when Mark who was driving the support van met with us. We were supposed to stop at a cafe half way but decided to carry on. We rode through Ostend seafront, looked lovely but as there was no stopping it just passed me by... the Fat Bellies and Nick who had stopped at the cafe caught up with us by the time we rode into Bruges.

Verdict: Day 1 appeared to be a mission to get to hotel.

7th Sept Day 2 - Ghent
Hmmm yes... Mark lead today's ride and I don't remember much about it because - it was once more a mission to get to Ghent and back as fast as possible. Turns out the Fat Bellies usual rides at home consist of barrelling along at 15mph none stop to a pub and then barrelling back none stop and that's all today's ride turned out to be. I purposely rode behind the back of the pack and was pretty cheesed off and bored as I was still going at a faster pace than I wanted to. The hour we got in Ghent however, was lovely! Once more it was a none-stop ride back to the hotel and 8 miles out Mark had a word with me about it getting busy as we entered Bruges and he wanted to keep the riders together - I didn't book onto this tour for pack riding at pace staring at the wheel infront so I simply replied 'ok...' - it obviously wasn't the answer he was looking for as there was a pause before Mark then said 'I'll go a bit slower...' (too bloody right you will!). Talk about indirectly asking me to speed up!

Funny thing was, everyone thought I was struggling and started asking how the legs were and 'well done' etc etc - I wasn't, I thought I was going on a relaxing sight seeing cycling tour!!

Verdict: Yeah... ok... NO!

8th Sept Day 3 - Ypres
Marcus leads once more... once more they are off barrelling along at 15mph and I am totally fed up and bored of it! We arrive at a war cemetery and I tell Marcus I'm getting in the van at Ypres (Didn't see the point if I'm not enjoying it!) - he convinces me to stay out riding as the final day is about 'hanging on' (Hanging on??? I'm on a tour not a bloomin' training camp!!!!). I tell him I didn't come here for pack riding and was riding faster than I would like and shall be riding on my own behind them all...

The hour was had in Ypres / Menin Gate was lovely.

On the way back to Bruges I left them to barrel off and rode as I said I would however I still felt as if I couldn't relax/stop to take photos etc, Marcus dropped back and rode with me, he was trying but it was all misconstrued - I could tell all he wanted to do was keep everyone together '...aaand we're hunting them down!' etc, so once more it was just another none stop ride at speed. Once more, I got lots of 'well done' said to me that evening... I know it was well meaning but it was getting annoying...

Verdict: Nah! 

9th Sept Day 4 - Back to the ferry at Dunkerque!

At this point I just wanted the riding over with... surprisingly Marcus lead again (It was supposed to have been Mark but assume the switch was because I had said something the previous day) - I stayed near the back of the pack mostly. At 17 miles I asked Marcus 'where is the stop?', he replied '17 miles', I said 'it's 17 miles now', he replied 'do you want a rest or food?', I said 'well... food really', he hands me a bar from his pocket to keep me going... we stop at 23 miles for a coffee and then 5 miles later at a town square for a proper break/lunch. When we left we were well ahead of time so everyone slowed down to a nice pace - finally!!! It must have been requested to stop for ice cream at Ostend seafront - by which time I was feeling like shit and had enough of it all!!! I went and sat in the shade on my own while everyone else had ice cream, I was close to getting in the van as thought my body was giving up, I was not happy! (turned out it was a digestive issue - had eaten too much crap and not enough goodness over the last day and half). By the time I got to Dunkerque Ferry terminal ten miles later I had picked up again. 

To top it all off my new bike fell onto a concrete block at the ferry terminal resulting in scratches and a small dent in the top tube!! Brilliant!!

We get on the ferry and I relax with a cuppa, I would normally treat myself to cake but had eaten enough crap for 4 days plus I was saving it for the 3 course tea with Bob in Dover that evening. :)  

We get back to Dover and say our goodbyes, Marcus says how pleased he was that everyone had 'kept together' (hmmm...) and then shakes everyone's hand whilst saying 'nice meeting you'.. when he shakes my hand he says 'well done' (double hmmm!!!).

Myself and Bob had never said anything to each other about the riding whilst over there - I didn't want to negatively impact Bob's experience and I assume Bob was of the same thought... as soon as Bob's bum was down on that pub seat that evening he said 'Well, they managed to cock that right up between them!' and then ensued a long discussion about what we had both experienced and thought about it all. 

Verdict: All of the riding just facilitated for the Fat Bellies - anyone else just had to keep up! 
I don't remember much about the scenery we rode through on any of the days which is thoroughly annoying!

Everything else however, was really lovely, loved the places we visited and want to return to Bruges to do the touristy thing, getting on boats etc etc...

I also wonder what would have happened if someone had booked on that would have really struggled at anything above 13mph average.

When I got back home I emailed a complaint over to the guy that runs the company - he got back to me by phone which is something (caught me offguard though and I afterward wished I had said more back to him about it), he said both Mark & Marcus knew there was an imbalance in the group, they apologise and admit they handled it wrong, it's not what usually happens on their tours and hope it doesn't put me off booking with them again in future etc etc. At the end of the conversation he said 'All that I can offer is a full apology...' 

Overall Verdict: 260 miles over 4 days and I don't remember much about the scenery we rode through! Massive shame because everything else was brill, I would happily ride that all over again... but not with that lot!


Anyway... enough negativity! Here are some nice photos 😃