Then again, I counted the seconds between groups and the most I ever got up to was eleven seconds
I rode to the half way point and back... poor show I know. Anyway it was fun seeing the tail end of the ride coming the other way.
People trying to get supplies in Finchingfield but everything ran out an hour ago.
A late group of Bromptons.
Man with long hair around 2am on a recumbent passing through Great Bardfield (mile 42).
The very last rider I saw was well behind anyone else. Riding a shopping / city bike, possibly white like a ghost bike, with supplies wrapped in paper around the frame. On his own, at Leaden Roding, 28 miles in, with just a route card, just after 3am. We spoke. On here? Did he make it?
I rode to the half way point and back... poor show I know. Anyway it was fun seeing the tail end of the ride coming the other way.
People trying to get supplies in Finchingfield but everything ran out an hour ago.
A late group of Bromptons.
Man with long hair around 2am on a recumbent passing through Great Bardfield (mile 42).
The very last rider I saw was well behind anyone else. Riding a shopping / city bike, possibly white like a ghost bike, with supplies wrapped in paper around the frame. On his own, at Leaden Roding, 28 miles in, with just a route card, just after 3am. We spoke. On here? Did he make it?