It was extremely blowy and raining heavily when I left the office, so I decided against my usual ride to Bromley. The short hop to Victoria was quite hard enough work - it was bad enough that I felt the need to stick to back streets to avoid mixing with cars in those conditions.
The train got as far as Gillingham (after a lengthy delay at Rochester) before we were all turfed off due to another train having hit a fallen tree on the line ahead. There was supposed to be a replacement bus service but I didn't fancy trying to get my bike on the bus, especially as there were rather a lot of fellow passengers (looked like about six trains worth), mostly not in a good mood, and no sign of the promised buses.
And so I rode the last 30 miles home.
Fortunately, by then, it had at least stopped raining and the wind had calmed a little, but it was still pretty strong. Even more fortunately, it was a southwesterly and I was heading east, so I got the benefit of a strong tailwind.
I didn't realise quite how strong it was until I missed a turning and had to double back for a short way, and was almost blown to a standstill by the now-headwind.
Eventually got home at 11.30, only four and a half hours after leaving work.
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