After 16 months since my last long distance ride I thought all my experience was lost. But it soon came back: how I love the drive to the start, how I always forget one thing - a pen this time, how wonderful following a GPS track is but still couldn't do without the routesheet, how big the kites are, how I treasure the brevet card, how you end up using only 3 or 4 favourite gears, ...
It turned out the be the hottest November day since records began. We just needed to get out of the fog first.
|Fog at the lido|
There were some wonderful lanes along the way. I particularly enjoyed the approach to Chinnor.
|Climb near Chinnor|
|Where shall I sit?|
During lunch it was nice chatting with fellow riders, and observing the to-ing and fro-ing on the platform.
|Busy on the platform|
I had a wonderful day. But the best thing was still to come. I got home and told Sarah how it went. She then asked the dare-not-hope-for-question: "So when are you doing your next ride?".
Many thanks to Tim Solesse for organising the ride.
A few more photos are here: Clicky