Quick update. Got back home late last night.
Had to abort with 12 miles to go. Was running on pure obstinacy (sp?) but as n night set in and my cheap head torch went flat I had to give in. I’m a carer for my mother and had to be back Sunday night without fail so my sister could head of home. I was exhausted, gutted and beyond tired.
I will check on Strava as at some point but I ride an extra 15 miles approximately do to a detour to the bike shop and DOUBLING BACK ON MYSELF TWICE. TWICE!
That was like a Greek tragedy in my head I can tell you.
Had 2 more crashes,both fairly bad. The last one coming down a fast, smooth decline to a gate…. broke too late and just managed to avoid the gate by streering left into bramble…. And a barbed wire fence….which slowed down my left arm and leg even further…..
I look like I’ve had a fight with a guy who was hitting me with wire wool.
My arse is on fire, my vision is a little odd and I was so out of it I didn’t remind my son we had to go pick up my car when I aborted. So we went home to Kent before I even realised….So going so Winchester as I type, to pick it up!
Oh,a bloke in a car got out to have a fight with me because apparently I thought “I owned the road.”
The ending to that little issue was comedy genius though!😂
Will post pics and more details in a day or so!