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  • 50 miles this morning. Still a good thing I was on studded tyres. Some of the Kentish lanes were ice rinks for very long stretches. Deathly quiet again, although I passed a lot of VCL riders heading out when I was on my way back up to Crystal Palace around 11am.

    The only impassable section was a corner on Tatsfield Lane, just before the junction with the main road. A massive lake full of little icebergs. I had to backtrack, and take a narrow footpath, and thanks to that, I've got thorn lacerations on my ankles.

    This was about as clear as Beddlestead Lane got. There are a lot of sheep off camera to the left. They were staring at me en masse, and as I've just read Murakami's 'A Wild Sheep Chase', my current sheep perception is skewed, and they were freaking me out a bit:

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