On Sun, 24 Jul 2005 11:02:21 +0000 (UTC), Pete Whelan
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>First time on this event and thoroughly enjoyed it. Speed was high in
>the group I was in, so first at Monks Eiegh for refreshments. Took it
>easier on the next leg to avoid either getting to the beach in the dark
>or for the cafe not to be open. Arrived 5:10am, just as it was open.
Blimey Pete, you did the racing earlier in the day. Dunwich was meant
to be a warm down.
We got in at 06:50. Good breakfast and snooze with head on the table.
>
>Met up with Zog and briefly spoke to Tim Hall, though was busy getting
>past a few groups in the busier bit of London and lost contact.
Chatted with Martin M on several occassions (each time he was looking
for his convoy home). Failed to remember to give him a freewheel
remover I had brought with me. Saw that nice Mr. Larrington at the
start and, just as we crossed the A12, heading in a Londonwards
direction.
Thinking back I must have seen LSMike (is it a Challenge bent you
ride?) at the start.
Spoke with John Hearns too, mostly to ask if he knew where any route
sheets were.
Memorable bits:
Candles in jars just when you needed to know if you were on the right
route.
Tail lights in the distance ditto.
Too bright flashing LEDs searing my retinas.
Idiots jumping in front of us in a oh so amusing fashion. It was
Essex.
Unlit cyclists.
The rumble of a pack of recumbents.
Darsham station. My mate The Cheating Czech had booked us on the 10:42
from Darsham, reserved bike places. We decided to go for the 08:42.
Platform is coated with cyclists. Train arrives (6 carriages). Train
driver shakes his head as he pulls in. Around 30(?) cyclists pile in,
somewhat in excess of the two bikes they permit. Guard confers with
driver and with head office. Guard tells us "Right we _can_ do this,
but you'll have to move the bikes into first class". Bikes are moved,
filling the carriage. My bike travels in the (unused) driver's cab.
Guard is on my Christmas card list.
>Stayed dry for me. Raining now in Woodbridge at midday.
Pissing rain by the time we got to London (13:00, we had a reservation
on a later train from Ispswich). Cracking ride along Lower Thames St
and The Embankment to Victoria. Home. Sleep.
Tim