Well I got that one right. Weather forecasters said the further south you went the better chances of avoiding rain, so I registered early and set off with the 9.am starters and with a target of sub 4 hours.
It's a tricky outrun from Dulwich because all the way to the first proper hill out of West Wickham you're riding through a traffic jam. On that hill we got the first chance to estimate who was who in the group of 25 and there were a few tasty looking riders who promised to make a fast time possible. The first selection before the top saw it whittled down to about 8 which stayed together up the nasty drag and down the descent to the bottom of Slines Oak.
But the first big climb of Woldingham saw a couple of attacks which decimated it. Suddenly all the good looking guys who had been pulling big turns on the front were grovelling so I attcked and three others came with me. Over the top we dropped one guy and along the golf course accross the ridge the three of us sat up and had a brief chat about weather it was wise to wait for the others or go for a 'long one.'
It was really windy and the prospect of a further 60 miles with only two other riders to work with was a bit scary but we'd opened up such a gap on the climb that I didn't want to wait so we decided to go for it.
The descent down to the A25 was insane because the road conditions were so bad but it was definitely safer with three riders rather than a group of 30.
We shared the work into the brutal headwind along the flatlands of Tandridge and finally made the left turn to Edenbridge where the change of direction made the wind more managable. The other two guys (West London Triathlon and VC something or other in yellow kit) riders were both good racers and we didn't have to talk we just fell into an automatic through and off and were keeping well ahead of schedule.
After Edenbridge, on those short nasty rolling climbs VC proved to be a strong climber and wound it up on the front on every ascent. This started to take its toll and I was feeling it on the approach to Toys but that hill saw the selection which teased out the ELT guy who started to drop off the back.
The two of us got into the checkpoint only to be informed that we were second and third on the road. A GS Invicta rider who was there wandered over and said that he'd started at 9.05 and had got to the checkpoint first. Now I don't need to be bloody scientist to work out that if he'd started AFTER us and got there BEFORE us he'd have had to have PASSED us at some point and that hadn't happened, so he was either a) cheating or b) taking a different route to everyone else. We told the guy at the desk and decided to ignore the offending rider.
We set off and endured the torture of a mud strewn lane to the bottom of Sundridge climb. A lot of riders from the short ride were struggling up here and I was hoping to find a small group who were fresh after doing the short distance to help us on the in-run as we were once again battling a headwind.
There was no one able to keep our pace though and we had to keep going as a pair. Top of Biggin Hill I checked my watch and we had a brief chat about the possibility of a 3.45 ride. We decided to go for it and absoulutely buried it down the descent into West Wickham and along the drags to the bottom of Crystal Palace. My legs were screaming by then and just about to go into cramp mode but I reckoned I had one more hard hill in me. Just as well as at the point I was thinking that we were going to ride in together, the VC guy attacked on the steep top part of the hill going up to the park gates. I couldn't believe it, he still wanted to race after 70 miles of torture!
Due to me interpreting the traffic at the top a little better (taking some mental risks in truth) I pulled him back and layed into him accross the top. Down College hill we were passing cars one on either side at 40mph before finally deciding as we rolled into Dulwich that it wasn't worth risking our lives any further. Handshakes all round and it felt great being first riders back with a riding time of 4.46. By the time I'd removed shoes, had a chat with John Czernobay about his short ride experience and clocked in I was given a time of 3.59 a gold sticker and best of all hadn't seen a single drop of rain all day!
Ride over, all hell broke loose as suddenly a dark grey wall appeared on the horizon and within minutes a storm of biblical proportions dowsed the entire South London area. There were only a handfull of riders back by this point and it was quite clear the majority would be facing an hour or more of riding through torrential rain. Sure enough there were some amazing sights for the next 60 minutes as drowned cyclists appeared and wrung themselves out in the hall.
Appologies guys for standing there completely dry and laughing at you all but it was hillarious.
A massive big up to all the ACC riders who gave our club the biggest presence on the day (again) Amy, Alan, John, Mark, Adrian, Richard, Mike K all rolled squelching into the hall. Alastair came in all scratched like he'd been in a cat fight, apparently having chosen his face as the best part of his body to land on after a crash, no serious damage thankfully
Apparently Connor, Toks and Paul Dewis were still out there somewhere by the time we left so I hope you guys finished ok.
So there you go, a great event and Homeric tales of battling through severe conditions (none of which I can claim to have witnessed). Retrospectively I think a 3.30 is possible if you had a group of about 5 or 6 riders to share the work as three of us were finding there wasn't enough time to recover between each turn. But the nature of the course, with its short hard climbs means that very few groups actually stay together on this ride. Highly reccomended for next season if you can make it.