i did my first solo brighton and back ride today.
i set off at 9:30 am, i decided to follow the club run until the duel carriage way, then i would go straight over one of the round abouts and keep heading south along a nice looking route i had on my map.
the fog was very thick for almost the whole ride, and it was freeezing.
i had my first crash just after leigh. the road looked as though it was just wet, and before i new it i lost my front wheel round a bend...wow that was very slippery wet road! i got up un hurt, just a banged elbow, no road burn. i pulled away and turn one revolution of the pedal and both wheels just slide out from under me, and down i went again...frustrated i lay there a few seconds and took note of the tarmac, and found the reasons for my falls, it was covered in sheet ice, not water
i walked for a bit until i got to un icey road and carried on.
after 46 miles i got to brighton, and my granny's house, where i had some lunch and tea, then i set off home. i thought i knew a short cut from ditchling, so i was going on a route that was off my map. unfortunately the fog was so thick i didnt recognise anything or any roads. instead i was forced to just follow signs for villages i knew were in a northerly direction.
this worked pretty well and kept me on the main roads where there was no ice, unfortunately lots of cars.
after passing through lots of villages i came to a long road, and as there didnt seam to be any more habitation on the road i was now lost, un able to get my bearings because of the fog...i was tired, cold wet and hungry, but when all seamed lost i heard the most beautiful sound in the world... the M25. it was like a light house reaching out to me telling me i was nearly there!
i passed under it and then knew where i was, so i headed to redhill and then home with 93 miles on the clock.
stu