Mate had to bail from our “very long midsummer ride” on Saturday and Mrs O was in London, so I did a more sedate version on my own – started north of Stokenchurch and rode down to the Thames at Mapledurham, then along it to Goring and back. Wasn’t too tired at the end which was pleasing, but it was pretty unimpressive compared to what some of you managed above – just 54 miles and 4,500 feet of climbing.
Found a load of riders coming the other way in a muddy section near Woodcote – it turned out there was an event on. I’ve never seen so many riders in one day round there – must have been 30 or so. Where were you all last week when I had a 10 mile trudge in the rain owing to pump malfunction?!! (ie it was in the wrong Camelbak).
Out for a hot date (with Mrs O) in the evening at a fantastic pub. Great food, beer wine.
Sunday did the garden, fixed a window, mowed neighbours lawns and went for a quick 18 mile pootle. Lovely.