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Would have been good to catch up Nic - next time. I actually wasn't that difficult to spot since I spent a good proportion of the evening twirling a glowstick and sending people left for food. People generally asked one of 3 questions regarding directions in or out - the answer to each one was 'left'. I could happily get through life never using the word again.
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That'll be the problem. I've never seen the food stop at sible hedingham!
Again some highlights, somewhat in contrast to Ludd's points before the ride. (Though I agree with most of what was said there.)
Friendly locals. So many people standing and sitting by the roadside to wish us well and give us a wave.
Interesting people on the ride. Spoke to few strangers and heard a few stories.
Minimal litter. Maybe I'm not very observant but I only saw a handful of gel wrappers, which among thousands of riders seems more like incompetence than malice.
Novelty bikes/kits. The badass riding brakeless, lightless and handsless. The women with the LED tutu and heart shape. The cyclo-jog machines.
the widlife. Being paced by a bat and then a bee was useful for keeping the legs moving.
The time alone with my thoughts on fresh tarmac with a following wind.
Ramaye, MoN and Howrad doing it right.
That first proper refuelling meal.
I swear I knew that you were on the ride even though I never saw you...