You know those ideas that seem great at the time, then just before the event not so much. It was one of those.
A fellow member of the London Brompton club has a cycling challenge ongoing at work and needed to get some more miles in. Would anyone like to join him on a 150-200km jaunt on Bromptons?
Being of the school of thought that adventures only ever happen when you say “yes” I dived in.
So, there we were 8am Sunday morning about to ride 200km, 3 Bromptons and one roadie starting from “Look Mum No Hands”, a cycling cafe workshop place in Old Street.
After about 20km we came to a roundabout near high beech when the roadie following up the back was rear ended by a cyclist not connected with us. He wasn’t moving and yet the guy that rear ended him said it was his own fault. Explain that if you can. This broke his rear disc so we unbolted his caliper to get him mobile to the local station and carried on.
The rest of the ride was relatively uneventful but the scenery was amazing, through Epping and up to Great Dunmow. I have never seen so many thatched roofs in one day, or dead squirrels at the side of the road.
We had a lunch and tea break about 11am, the Brompton being the usual conversation starter with other cyclists at what seems a popular cyclists tea shop.
Please note, real tea with strainer!
A bit later in there was a pub stop, which we left after just the one pint – just as the pub was closing at 5pm, whoever heard of that in this day and age?! Strange things happen In The country.
We eventually returned back at 9pm to “Look Mum No Hands” for a couple of quick ciders befire heading off our own ways. Tired but grateful for a superb days weather and great riding.
And that was that.. 204km in 10h riding, 13 hours jaunt.. loved it.