Here is my stab at a ride report with some free backstory. This is my first time writing one so sorry if it is a bit waffly.
Over the last couple of years, I have been doing Triathlon's, as a way to mix things up a bit. After getting a half distance out of the way last September I threw myself back into my true sporting love, cycling. Having joined a club in October, I announced to some of the guys on my first club ride who I have known a few years that I fancied trying LWL. A couple of the guys on the ride said they would be up for it and we all entered on the 1st November. Two other riders in our club, Mike and John said they would ride as well, due to both entering LEL and seeing it as good training.
At this point I had never ridden more than 200k, with my longest ride being the Dunwich Dynamo and then home to Norwich. I had dabbled in Audax about ten years ago, when I did a few 100k rides to help mentally prepare for LEJOG, which I rode in 2012, followed by a ride from Koblenz in Germany to Norwich in 2013.
Kids started appearing in 2014, which curtailed my ride and I then started getting into the habit of riding at least one long ride (for the time) of 100k Strava Gran Fondo's each month, it was hard to get too much time away from my young family. Now they are both in school, it is easier to justify the odd weekend away with the bike.
Having managed to ride club rides through most of the winter, myself and the two other guys who had entered LWL did a 200k in March. It was pretty horrendous weather, but bearable. Unfortunately, one of the guys decided to drop out of LWL. Fast forward to the beginning of April and a very frosty morning at 5am when myself and the remaining guy out of our original three headed off to ride a perm, the East Anglian Tour. This time we got the full range of weather, wind, rain, hail and snow, with little bits of sunshine thrown in. My ride mate made it to Ipswich and decided he'd had enough, so got the train home. I pressed on and managed to finish and rationalised that LWL was only about another 90k so would be manageable.
Now the journey to LWL is out of the way, I will focus on the ride itself.
Having travelled down with my club mate, Mike, who has ridden a decent amount of audax including PBP in 2019 and is entered for LEL this year, we headed off at 5.30am, surprisingly to us, our club mate John was not there when we left, although we knew we'd see him soon enough. He was probably recovering from the 140 mile from Norfolk the day before.
The first section of the ride was relatively quiet with traffic, but finger tips started to numb pretty quickly and having company made the miles tick off reasonably quickly. The warnings about pot holes was spot on, the whole ride was littered with them. Norfolk roads can be bad, but this was something else. We briefly hooked up with a couple of guys on the ride, Nick and an American chap who's name I didn't get. As seems natural when it's cold, there were plenty of wee stops, so we let Nick and his friend go well before the first control as they were aiming for a midnight finish (we were hoping for 3am-4am).
It didn't take John too long to catch us and after a brief chat we watched him gradually disappear on the horizon, not expecting to see him again as we knew he was aiming to be back by 11pm.
When we arrived at the first control, we quickly stocked up and got receipts, watched the odd bike for other riders while they went to Sainsburys and surprisingly had a quick chat with John. John is a computer whizz so had developed a page on his website where we could check in during the ride and people could follow the dots on the route (
https://cycling.routes.fun/dotwatch/London-Wales-London+2022). The fun part of that gradually drew our ire during the ride.
Leaving the Sainsbury's it gradually started to warm up and fingers began to start bending again. With the heat picking up and the wind easing off, we upped the pace a bit and briefly rode with the occasional other rider. It was nice to enjoy the views of the rolling hills and taking the odd picture while riding. One highlight was seeing a picture perfect Cotswold village down a valley and then after what felt like a couple of minutes descent, we realised we were in the village we had seen from further up the hill. We pulled in to a cafe not long after for a quick hot drink and to strip off some layers, confusing the occasional rider who thought it was a control.
Pushing on to Tewkesbury, we stopped for a while at the Tesco for a bottle refill and to have some lunch before heading West. Knowing what was to come, we had another stop for a drink at the info control cafe before Yat Rock. Chatting to another rider on his very nice Orange Bowman bike and finding out that he had ridden in a couple of events Mike had done over the last few weeks.
As a slightly larger rider (pushing 94kg), Yat Rock was a bit of a grind, thankfully I didn't feel the temptation to hop off the bike and managed to inch my way up, passing the chap on the Bowman near the top and saying with some confidence we were near the top (thanks Garmin climb dynamics). The ride levelled out for a bit with a great view of the Severn bridge and then I really got to live up to my self titled nickname of Poundland Nibali, thoroughly enjoying the twisting descent into Chepstow and the pointing out to Mike that when were half way over the bridge before town that we were in Wales.
Chepstow and the Severn Bridge are the only bits that overlapped with my LEJOG ride, but I was happy to see the Tesco superstore I had visited and the pub we stayed at for that ride. Finding the Methodist church was easy once you saw the Audax sign and bikes. We saw Nick and his friend heading off as we arrived (not sure they were on course for a midnight finish then) and enjoyed the wonderfully warm welcome, warm food and tasty cakes. It appears we left Chepstow as the power cut occurred so were fortunate to miss that. Onwards to the Severn Bridge and discussions turned to the return leg and the Somerset Monument climb.
After passing close to where Mike's parents lived, we ploughed on and with some trepidation hit the climb (Mike warned me it was one of the harder ascents). With a few miles now in the legs it was a bit of a slog, but I was delighted to see the monument and the top of the climb. That's the hard stuff out of the way, or so I thought.
Mentally it was getting a bit tougher from here. We headed straight through Malmesbury at 8pm and eventually stopped at an Aldi for a rest and food/drink top-up, seeing a small peloton heading off ahead. We pushed on to the control at Lambourn for some more welcome food and encouraging chat when signing in (there is still more climbing, great) talk briefly turned to finding a hotel and finishing in the morning. After a bit of rest and food we decided to plough on. The section to Henley being a real slog, bad roads, lots of ascending with what felt like no descending and a quick sit down in an audax hotel just trying to mentally push ourselves to get to the psychological mark of the final info control, where we could grab a coffee to get us to the end.
Obviously, the coffee machine appeared to be out of cups and the guy there would not let us sit inside so it was a cold curb by the logs for us. At this point I popped out my super caffeine pill, which I think was equivalent to a couple of red bulls. This seemed to give me a buzz which carried me to the end, Mike said he had a couple of micro naps on the bike which had never occurred before, so I put my stamina here down to a week long caffeine detox.
Counting down the miles now and thinking it was easy street, we were still met with two seemingly monumental climbs, even the joy of descending was diminished now and there was a lot of braking and alertness required to stay upright. Turning off about a mile near the Arrivee, we noticed we were about a couple of hundred yards from Mike's camper van. Knowing it was more or less downhill, we ploughed on and got to the Arrivee just after 4.30am, a bit off target, but considering the amount of climbing, I was happy to have finished. We found out that John made it back at about 22.45 or just shy of six hours before us (he did a ride report here -
https://swinny.net/Cycling/-5225-400k-audax-London-Wales-London). Where possible I am trying to stick to vegan options so declined the yoghurt with the chilli, bad idea. What I ate was tasty, but way too hot for my sensitive mouth.
Queue a quick spin back to Mike's van, an hour and a half kip and a Wetherspoons breakfast at Beaconsfield services and it was a nice drive back to Norwich. John got back some point that afternoon after riding the 140+ miles home, heading off probably at the same time we had woke up.
This ride had been something I had been aiming for even during the Triathlon days. It feels strange to have got my target out of the way so early in the year, so it will be nice to get on a club ride to discuss other challenges we can try now the weather is picking up.
After what felt like an eternity and insisting a 400 is my limit, the following days have made me reconsider as other than a slight tingle in one finger, which has now gone, I didn't really have any post ride issues. But I won't be doing any rides more than 300k this year!
Thank you to the organisers as well as the volunteers at the controls, apologies to those at Lambourn as although I think I was polite, I was somewhat miserable by then.