Well, I was out - where was everybody else???
OK, so it was p*ssing with rain and effing cold...
Got to Betchworth way early because I thought it would take me longer than it did - nearly went and knocked up Rob Q in Pfizer for cup of tea but carried on down Pebble Coombe to the meeting point and dived into the bus shelter just off the roundabout by the garden centre. Kept an eye out for any cyclists and rode down the road a couple of times just to check. I had been thinking of turning round and going home most of the way down and I decided that if no one turned up I'd just head straight home even back up Pebble..
Eventually one guy turned up - Brian - who did the same thing as me - dived into the bus shelter (though I didn't have a leak like he did...). We decided that as we were out we would go for the ride to Sumner Ponds anyway. Like me, he normally works in the week so he wasn't a regular OTHG member. The weather at least stopped raining and we went fairly direct to Barnes Green where I had a very welcome cup of tea and scrambled eggs on toast with bacon - good it was too. I have to say it was a very nice place to stop - if only hadn't been so cold and grey. It would've been nice to have sat out the front and looked out over the ponds.
Rode back through Itchingfold, Broadbridge Heath and Warnham before getting to Rusper and continuing on the club run in reverse. Brian turned off to towards Dorking after Newdigate and I followed the club run back to Reigate.
At Reigate, I decided I couldn't face going up the Merstham drag and main road so I climbed up Reigate Hill
which actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I took it slowly - OK, not a lot of choice in the matter
and then ran across the A217 to get to Blackhorse Lane to Chipstead before climbing over Woodmansterne and the long lovely drop down through Carshalton Beeches and home.
Got a bit worried at Chipstead as one of those monster car/truck things - the ones that say animal on the side - came up beside me and slowed down and I thought the driver was complaining about me being on the road. However, after that instant replay you get in your head, I realised that he hadn't said, 'move your arse' but 'you've got a lovely arse'