by Steve B » Tue Jun 20, 2006 12:57 am
Wow, how fast was that !!
7 of us took off fom CSS at 7.30 (myself, Huw, Rob, Yohan, Paul T, Jon & Aidon) and it was soon apparent that this was going to be a quick'n, with Paul T soon banging out the tempo that would last the whole ride, FAST.
The pace really was quite thrilling as we went flying past hundreds if not thousands of mere mortals on their trusty steeds, doing double takes as if they didn't believe what they were seeing the first time.
As most of the roads were closed to traffic, the Addiscombe peleton relentlessly powered its way down the outside lane, picking up wanna- be 'tag alongs', only to soon spit them out the back door like an old sock.
With the change in terrain (hills) came a change in our leader with Huw or Aidon taking control of the speed wagon until down the other side when Mr T would come flying past again to resume his rightful role at the head of the pack.
On a couple of occations, a brief look to Rob or Yohan got a return look of " this is mad but good", exactly what I was thinking.
With the speed and time we were making, it was almost a shame to stop for a tea 2/3 of the way there but well needed all the same.
10 minutes later, back on the bikes and off towards Ditchling Beacon but the pace didn't slow till we actually started climbing and to no ones surprise the climbing boys did what they do best and showed us 'others' how to do it. Personally I was pleased with my effort as I could still see Huw etc, not too far up ahead.
Once at the top we re-grouped and headed off down towards Brighton. When a couple of Spanish riders joined us the Addiscombe touch paper was lit and a full on assault ensued, even I did a stint on the front trying to break the little Spaniards legs, but to no avail. One died but one lived, mixing it up at the front with Yohan, Paul, myself, Huw and the others. Down the steep hill at 54mph we went. Hang on a minute, what are we doing going 54mph on a bike, two skinny wheels no protection, are we bloody mad? Erm YES!!
Anyway traffic lights split us and we made our way to the finish where a huge egg baguette and cup of tea went down a treat. 2 hours 10 mins riding time. 10 o'clock we were sitting down at a table. If you told me that beforehand I wouldn't have believed it.
Set off for home just gone 10.30 and things were much the same as before, back into high tempo riding with Aidon doing a fantastic stint on the front all the way up the long drag out of Brighton. Soon Mr T was back at the helm, dragging us all along, and I started to wonder if this was all too good to be true. Surely my legs wouldn't be able to push at this pace for another 35-40 miles, surely the tough club run and all out sprint for the Charlwood sign yesterday would take its toll, but there wasn't really any other option. A quick chat with Yohan and I felt a bit better as I guessed he was feeling the same way.
A good half an hour of tough little ups and downs through country lanes, sapped quite a bit of energy from me and I was in need of refreshment which came in the way of a shop at Handcross? me thinks. Fuelled by a can of Redbull (it was all they had) I was rareing to burn up the final run back into Coulsdon, 28 miles so Paul said.
Now back on to flat land it was hell for leather and have a go on the front for as long and as hard as you can, which I think we all did, bringing us home in fantastic time. I think Huw's watch must be slightly wrong because I was sitting in my van in Coulsdon at 1.05pm. 2hours 20 ride time.
I am very pleased and proud to have taken part in yesterday's ride. Thanks to Paul for organising it, and thanks to all you guys for making it a very memorable day.
Huw, you said this one was a classic. Damn right it was.