So yesterday I was out for a ride on my 26" wheeled HT, just local stuff linking up some bits of forest and bridleway with very quiet rural roads and hills. It was a bit of hit and miss with the weather, sleet, rain, sun, cloud continously changing within every hour. I first encountered this group of 3 roadies on the way up a long gruelling climb coming to a pinnacle of a very steep climb for about 200m. It was only about 10 miles into the ride so I was still fairly fresh & nicely warmed up. I was up on the pedals giving it to & fro just starting the last slog and got passed by a young lad on a road machine, he pulled away and then 2 more came up behind me, the old man passed and another skinny young lad. I dropped in behind the young lad and managed to keep his pace to the top.
At the top the lad that passed me was collapsed over the handlebars breathing out his behind and the other two stopped as well. I carried on and came after a mile or so to a long open shallow valley with the road going along one side, barely any trees or cover. Down came the clouds and within seconds sleet turning to heavy sleet, I was going at an easy pace, with the wind driving the sleet into my face, icy drops down my neck, aghhhhh good god it's bloody awful, keep em turning, keep going, Looks behind me to find all 3 roadie cyclists using me as a weather break!!.
The old man tucked right in close behind me slightly off centre to the right, our wheels overlapping, with his head tucked down doing his best not to get sleeted on behind my massive bulk. I turned the tunes up and got my pedal on, stood up and started to pull away just as a challenge to myself more than anything as I normally might. thinking: 'Roadies! lets see if you can do 90' Pretty sure I dropped them, I didn't look back but I know they weren't directly behind me. I wasn't a flash in the pan and kept a good pace for quite a while (swoon!), eventually dropping into my seat after about and a mile and a half but still keeping it stoked. The rain stopped and they passed me, only the old man turned as they passed and I think he said 'thank you' but I can't be sure. I returned a nod and a smile & I dropped in behind and tried to match their pace, which I did for about half a mile and then sat up. & they went on their way.