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@pascalo
Right, back from Dunwich today.
The ride itself had loads of great and a couple of low moments.
It kicked off with loosing everyone after the first gas station outside London. Then just drafted groups and sometimes went on to the next one. At some point I followed two forum folk that I didn't know but have seen a couple of times on pix here etc. Believe it was Digger and another guy (and didn't get talking to them really). Passed them on a descent with the words "This is too much fun!" and then blasting away.
At some point I stopped for a banana, and someone offered me cripsy oat and nuts cookies. At around 40 miles one of my spokes snapped. Undid the rear brake and went on.
The feeding station was jsut good for me to wolf down two of my three sandwiches and a muesli bar. Put the leg warmers and the second jersey on, and off I went.
At some point met two Australian roadies that I drafted for a while. Really nice chaps and driving a good pace. Then pushed on a bit faster than them, to recognize 6pts dad and have a little chat at around the 70 mile mark.
What followed was a classic case of hitting the wall. At 80 miles I promised myself to have the last sandwich at the 90 mile mark, just that the miles in between never seemed to end.
Passed the bacon butty stall at 87 because I was 3 miles short. At around 93 miles I stopped together with another guy (truck driver) who really was feeling it as well.
Then my knee started playing up, and the pace was somehow slow.
Found myself pretty alone on the road once the light came up. Thanks god I got the garmin.
Finally ran into a guy who was blasting past me, then asked me which way. Then blasted past. Then came back to the next junction and asked me again???
The last couple of miles I met Sparky and machineisbored. Suddenly it wasn't so hard anymore.
Great to get there with you guys.
The morning was made by 6pt and his cinnamon danish, dozing, damos wife giving me a beer, meeting oliver and knowing there wasn't any bus action for me.
G/f got there around 12.30 or so, and the pub was right round the corner. Waited for ages for the meal, I nearly slept on the table, but by the time we've eaten I could crawl into the nice comfy bed and sleep until dinner, then sleep some more.
Today I feel pretty fresh, my knee seems to be a bit annoyed but not totally angry at me.
Great breakfast and nice chatting to a couple of people on the train today.
Annoyed that I pressed "start" on the garmin again and fucked up http://connect.garmin.com/activity/41910549 by recording the way to the station this morning.