It hasn't rained so much on a club ride since the Sunday of last year's tour. On that occasion Loren ended up in casualty with a broken collar bone and Everton & Oliver returned home in the broom waggon with battered bikes after a six bike pileup on a wet Essex lane. No surprise then that the less hardy (more sensible?) found a variety of excuses not to ride on Thursday. Even so, there was a decent core of brave soles who donned snorkels & flippers and took on the elements. Below is Brian's account of a very soggy night: -
‘A Wet One’ August 6th
The day started lovely but slowly got worse. By 4.00pm it was raining.
By 5.30 it was still raining. The phone started ringing:- “Are we going out?”
Some said “yes”, some “no”.
So five of us (Brian, Mike, Loren, Richard the Photo & Keith) met at the Old Sun in the rain wondering why we do these things.
Down Oliver Street, carefully past the police cars and breakdown truck, attending a car with a very mangled front end. How do these things happen?
Along the back roads into Clophill, which resembled a race track rather than a village high street. It was still raining but after a while you don’t really notice. Up Great Lane to the old school and then left to the A6. Then it was across the road into Haynes West End, where Richard quickly realised that the puddle (lake?) he was riding into was somewhat deeper then he thought. He had to unclip very quickly to stop his feet disappearing!
Coming down Limersey Lane it started to rain very heavily and continued like that until we got back to the Old Sun.
The people in the pub thought that we were clearly mad, as we were a rather bedraggled bunch by then.
A couple of hours later we were as wet on the inside as we were outside, so that was alright.
Mileage 12, avg 13.3
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