So how was it then, i guess this goes down as a quite write up/report.
Firstly, the organisation was a bit meh. The postcode for Sat NAv took us 4 miles round the world to get there after dropping car off.. It was a bit poor. Happily things got better (sort of) after that.
One good amusing bit to come up, Wally, my Whyte is BLUE 😉 and we didn’t get there till 5.25 😀
So we set off on the ride, with last weeks mistakes ringing in our ears “too hard, too fast” and we cruised and cruised… I was trying to make sure my mate wasn’t pushing too hard as it was going to kill him too early if he was. On the whole on a flat section he can crack on but when we get to hills he lacks power but has tonnes of stamina, so we were just cruising it.
After 2 hours we hit Butster hill where i hit a PR on the descent and an 8th for the day overall 🙂 the Whyte was really flying. Sadly my mate snapped a chain so while we got that fixed we sampled some bacon and sausage 🙂 MMMMMM
The next, well, 8-10 hours i guess kind of blurs into, climb, climb, climb, little decent, climb climb… The feed stations were empty, so at one main road section we bailed and went to the nearest village and stocked up on supplies, then back to the same point and up some massive hill again. Even though we’ve done 80% of the SDW before, you foget just how hillly it is.
Over the day was 3500m of climbing ! I don’t know about anyone else, but that’s a LOT in my world.
By the time we hit Alfriston my mate was finding it REALLY tough, him and most of the people around us were walking many of the hills, i was feeling OK so still pedalling but that then meant a 10-15 minute wait at the top sometimes, one in particular was near 20 mins…. The problem for me with that was that i was getting REALLY cold, with cramp setting in as well, so around then i decided to sod off and leave my mate, i know him well and knew he’d make it, so sod it, i was off.
The last 6-7 miles was good, i made up loads of places of people i would keep passing on the hills, then they’d see me waiting at the top and go back past…
Eventually with a fading light i came into Eastbourne and the reward of a cheese and ham toastie, a coffee and a massage. With our ride to the start and the section for food, i got about 103 miles. Which i’m insanely happy with, especially after failing the weekend before on the 100.
We met and chatted to many many random people and had laughs at our own expense. We shared memories and i think with me being my chatty self, i helped mould a few memories for some people.
I rode 99.9% of it, only one tiny section in the woods i thought “sod that”.
My best climb was some chalky one, just after a bridge crossing, every single people was walking it, but i dug deep and climbed it, even getting a round of appluase from the spectators at the top lol.
I did a cracking log jump for people too later on.
Would i do the SDW again, well in honesty, no. The rewards apart from a sense of pride are not great enough for the efforts you have to put in. I can’t fathom how we didn’t end up 2000m higher than we started, we just climbed that much.
It was a day i won’t forget though that’s for sure.
My mate is my hero for the day for me, dogged determination, effort, courage and laughing at himself and the world all day… All at 59 year of age and carrying a bit too much round the middle. Massive respect to him.
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