We were very lucky in lots of ways on this ride.....
Melb-Sorr-Qclif-Melb
It was a very balmy yet overcast morning and we set quite a cracking pace to Frankston. It was there that we noticed the water getting a bit choppier....the change was coming.......
Climbed the hill after Frankston (lucky for all the trips up Mt Bunniyong - Ballarat people will know what I mean!) and it was on the back hills that the rain started....from there it never really stopped...eech!
Rolling through Dromana, we had our first flat, which proved to be our most complicated... Replaced the tube and tyre, that was ok...put the rear wheel back on. He got on the bike, pushed and I heard an almighty CRACK!! from behind me.. Turns out the chain had gone haywire and wrapped itself around the casset and derailleur, bending it at a 45 degree angle (Oh, yeah...still raining) making impossible to change gears. We eventually got the chain to run through the derailleur and my poor friend had to limp from Dromana to Sorrento in one gear....around 20km...It was strange seeing the path of the chain jut out so violently, but it worked and we eventually made it to Sorrento....(first stroke of luck)
Upon arrival (still raining)...we lines up for the ferry, with the other 1500+ people.....Shivering uncontrollably, we eventually got our lunch which I had much trouble trying to aim my chicken pita actually into my mouth through all the shivering!
We were about 20 people from the end of the line for the ferry when the marshall called "Six more people". Our spirits dropped... another 15 minutes in this cold would be nearly unbareable! Then a second marshall shouted "Naah, fifty more!" (second stroke of luck).....we practically sprinted onto the boat with our wet look-cleated shoes...very dangerous, but I didn't care!
The cargo hold of the boat was an amazing sight! every single pieve of vertical wall was covered with bikes leaned up against it at least 10 deep. You could measure each square meter of bikes by thousands of dollars! Amazing!
The lounge was an eye-opener, too. The whole floor was filled with wet, sweaty, stinky cyclists....shoulder to shoulder. I didn't care, though. I was just happy to be out of the wind and rain for a few moments. Couldn't tell you how long the ferry trip took...I had absolutely no reference...the windows had all fogged up, it took me a couple of minutes to be certain that we were actually moving! Threw the rest of my lunch down during the trip while the shivering subsided.
Being last in actually had its advantages...last in, first out! When the main cargo doors opened, we felt that icy blast once again....we weren't looking forward to getting back into the rain.
We also still had the problem of the dodgy derailleur.
Saw all the busses at Queenscliff ready to take people back to Melbourne...it was hard not to think about jumping on one of them.....A trip to the mechanic and $110 later (we all put in for it) the bike was ready to go, and we were able to proceed..
As we were negotiating the hills around Leopold (still raining) I caught a glimpse of blue sky over to the and said jokingly "I bet by the time we get back it will be blue skies, so when they take the finish photo, no one will believe that it was such a miserable ride!"
10km later, of course, blue sky! (third stroke of luck)
We went through Geelong (stripping off sopping layers as we went) and got on to the Geelong-Melbourne Freeway with one of the best tailwinds I've ever had ! (fourth stroke of luck) Cruising in the emergency lane of the freeway (which in practically brand-new, and therefore an awesome surface) we sat most of the way at around 45km, not even pushing! The new road bike that I had only had for a few months was really paying off now! The average speed was looking a little more respectable!
After pumping over the Westgate, and overtaking many tired looking riders...it was a lovely cool-down trip through Port Melbourne to the finish line. Everyone cheered as a steady stream of riders crossed the line. It was an awesome feeling.
8 hours 22 minutes of riding, 11 hours total. 210 km. We did it! Of course, the sky was clear and blue, my prediction proved correct! I have a sneaking suspicion that this was the worst year weather-wise.
It can only get easier from here, can't it?
Can't it?
I'll be back......wouldn't miss it for the world!