Had my first off on black ice after several years of better luck - one moment happily riding smoothly along a straight piece of road, the next I'm sliding along the road thinking "Damn, I only bought this jacket yesterday!"
Thankfully nothing damaged other than my pride - a brief and pointless thanks to the guy in the XC90 who was mincing down the other side of the road who asked if I was Ok as it apparently had looked "spectacular" due to all the lights the bike and I were using when we went down.
Having a careful think about routes for tomorrow - will be on the 4 inches of powdery stuff on the Sustrans trail and then onto the biggest most gritted roads I can find - no more side roads and ungritted urban cycle routes for me!
