As I drove home (at about 10:15 I guess) back down the A272 to Petersfield I saw 4 or 5 white-blue lights coming towards me at about 10 second intervals. It's really only when I see these tell-tell signs of lone cyclists, the pin-prick of their LED stars in the vast dark of isolated country roads, plodding their way slowly to the end of a long ride in the dark that I realise how audacious Audax can be. It's a bloody strange hobby
