I finished the Reservoir Triple 200.
This may be the report, hopefully, if URL copying works..
http://yacf.co.uk/forum/index.php?topic=61078.msg1266860#msg1266860Trike based issues?
Well I learned that I am shorter than AH cos my knees began to really hurt around 40 kms.. I stuck with it for a while, spinning, and then discovered that if I slouched down and slid forward, thus sitting more on the front edge of the seat than you would have thought possible, I stopped overextending and the pain completely disappeared.
Padded shorts helped in that position. !!
This morning I have a PITA that turns sitting down into a reminder to shorten the chain and boom!!
I had some minor mechanicals... The flag disappeared but I found that an orange Sainsburys bag, tied to stop it inflating, and held on by a long elastic band, worked a treat... The right front mudguard came loose but a bit of multitool cured that.. The nice rear mudguard has clip together stays but they tended to re-unclip and rattle, though easily reclipped. I did reach 58.1 kph at some point, mind you.....
Amusing incidents? Well I got stuck on an uphill where an entire wet muddy field had been thoughtfully spread all over the road by the farmer and his cows.. (not just mud - cow poo as well). The rear tyre just span around, and cos I hadn't yet sorted the 'hand' brake, I really struggled to even get out and push or pull. I'm gradually finding out how to enter n exit gracefully but had no chance there.
I got passed by what seemed like everyone on one hill and down the other side got most of them back, though I had to feather the brakes cos the riders had fanned out and I was going a LOT faster!!
I'm glad to have read the post on weaving when working the pedals n going fast. I thought it was me!! Well it was of course... but now I understand I can get better
Visibility? Hmmm! Barely out of the start and still properly beflagged a very short lady in a very large jag saloon, pulled up and stopped on my left at a give way, as I approached on the main road, and I saw her head twist right and left, and as I was going by she started to pull out, with me hidden below the bonnet.. I swerved right and let out an enormous bellow, which she, thank god, heard. Lesson? Don't assume they have seen you!!
Thanks once again to Auntie Helen, for trusting me with the Trice:-)