Author Topic: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013  (Read 69922 times)

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #775 on: May 21, 2013, 06:56:53 pm »
I think 18 is the bottom limit for PBP? Any one under 18 ever ridden an SR here in the uk? Was vicky under 18 on her qualifiers?

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Ooooh. That sounds like a daft idea.  I am in!

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #776 on: May 21, 2013, 06:58:18 pm »
I think Byronius Maximus (onion johnny junior) was quite young too.

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #777 on: May 21, 2013, 07:01:09 pm »
I didn't see Jordan on the BCM [he rode my 300] - big CHAPEAU - my first 600 was a gentle East Anglian one [and I got maximum value too!]

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #778 on: May 21, 2013, 07:09:13 pm »
straying ot, my mate cycled invicta600 (649k actually) as his first audax and 1001miglia as his second the same year, he was 20yo then.
but i think it's easier for youngsters, at least physically. what i'm more impressed with is the elderly riders who just keep on going and going (like an 80yo rider on last lel, who left me in the dust!).

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #779 on: May 21, 2013, 07:10:21 pm »
I think Byronius Maximus (onion johnny junior) was quite young too.

He's still quite young, and did a sterling BCM ride.

Has Shaun Gregory jnr (of VC167 fame) done an SR?
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #780 on: May 21, 2013, 07:17:08 pm »
straying ot, my mate cycled invicta600 (649k actually) as his first audax and 1001miglia as his second the same year, he was 20yo then.
but i think it's easier for youngsters, at least physically. what i'm more impressed with is the elderly riders who just keep on going and going (like an 80yo rider on last lel, who left me in the dust!).

I'm impressed with you Remus. You were all over the place at the back of the field on LEL 2009 and now you are an uberrider!  :thumbsup:
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #781 on: May 21, 2013, 07:24:25 pm »
It'll be ages before I can even get near an Ultra, unless I sit next to one!!

Your wish was granted last winter at the end of one of the BlackSheep events, in fact (of the six sat at the table) you were the odd-man-out  ;)
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #782 on: May 21, 2013, 07:31:21 pm »
thanks Pip, not sure about uber, but lel'09 was a tough and painful lesson - not to be repeated! ;D

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #783 on: May 21, 2013, 07:32:09 pm »
I always tried to ride 2 x 200k each weekend for a month
prior to a 600k.


Whereas my 'training' for this was a 300 on the 5th followed by two Wednesday rides to the pub.

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #784 on: May 21, 2013, 07:48:07 pm »
It'll be ages before I can even get near an Ultra, unless I sit next to one!!

Your wish was granted last winter at the end of one of the BlackSheep events, in fact (of the six sat at the table) you were the odd-man-out  ;)

ah yes, ......., aah reee-mem-bur eet well !!

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #785 on: May 21, 2013, 08:15:26 pm »
I think 18 is the bottom limit for PBP? Any one under 18 ever ridden an SR here in the uk? Was vicky under 18 on her qualifiers?

All impressive stuff!

In 1983, or possibly 1987, when ACP's checks weren't particularly rigorous, an under-18 British rider (Nick somebodyorother) lied about his DOB and rode PBP.
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #786 on: May 21, 2013, 08:34:33 pm »
Age. :demon:

Aha, Mr. Narborough - I didn't see you at the weekend. you are well I trust.

Happy playing parent but sad to miss a sunny Bryan Chapman. Reading about it is making me homesick. Next year...

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #787 on: May 21, 2013, 09:01:35 pm »
Hur hur hur

Chris who?


 ;D

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #788 on: May 21, 2013, 09:03:47 pm »
 ;D I had thought of asking you if I could tag along when you have a go at it over the summer - assuming I can remember where I put my legs.

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #789 on: May 21, 2013, 09:05:28 pm »
If you find any spare legs then pass them onto Flatus as his have gone AWOL too.
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #790 on: May 21, 2013, 09:05:50 pm »
I think 18 is the bottom limit for PBP? Any one under 18 ever ridden an SR here in the uk? Was vicky under 18 on her qualifiers?

All impressive stuff!

In 1983, or possibly 1987, when ACP's checks weren't particularly rigorous, an under-18 British rider (Nick somebodyorother) lied about his DOB and rode PBP.

I heard that story too.
Vicki Brown was our youngest PBP rider within the rules. She qualified by riding the Wessex SR series as a 17 year old. Her 18th Birthday was in a week or so before PBP. She also got the 2nd highest junior points total that season, which is still the most a junior lady has ever done. Nearly took my junior points record too. Juniors could be as old as 21 back then.

Byronius Maximus rode his first SR in 1997, aged 14 and also rode PBP in 2003.
I was 17 when I rode my first SR in 1992.

Postie got into this lark when he was young too. First junior to get over 100 points.

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #791 on: May 21, 2013, 09:31:44 pm »
so many interesting stories have been told about this ride, some mighty achievements as well, overcoming obstacles and mishaps. my ride went pretty well, had no real plan, just ride along and see how it goes. started off at a very intense pace, mainly dictated by John W; did few short stints in the front going deep into red, but not worth it to burn out at the beginning of the ride. exciting as it was to be in a fast group, i dropped out at 133km. found Toby and simonb at the second control, and we spent next three stages riding together. reached kings yha a bit flagging but after decent feed felt ok again. Mr BlackSheep suggested that we are leaving kings too late to reach menai bridge by six (where's the rush, anyway ;)). we took a coastal route via barmouth and harlech, stopped for ice cream along the way:



headwind was quite intense by the coast and i just kept eating jelly babies to avoid running out of energy, also been entertained by Simon's and Toby's "poo-game". Toby suggested to check out the closed bridge and found it passable, if you don't mind lifting bikes over the barriers. once on the next hill Toby made a good deed notifying several riders that there's an option to go over the "closed" bridge:



approaching menai bridge we saw John W and Ishmael (another accomplished rider) riding back to kings; we were at menai before six, despite 20mins of stopping. really enjoyed the food at menai, especially the cake with raisins and savoury baps. swisshat and veloboy turned up short after along with couple of other riders. i left menai feeling good and strong and could do more work at the front. that section must be my favourite, tailwind, gentle climbs and long descents. we reached kings just as it got dark and after nice supper i was pretty much ready to go (too early to go to bed at 10). simonb decided to stay longer and Toby to take a shower and change his kit (luxury! :)). twiddle up the cross foxes, blast down, few small hills and there was aberhafesp, where i received tlc from the legendary Mr.Hopper and other two volunteers. i hadn't packed any caffeine stuff with me, so decided to have a 20min kip after the breakfast(?). i don't think i managed to get asleep, got up feeling the same way as i felt before laying down. Toby was about to leave and i had another serving of rice pudding before i left. i was riding on my own and the tiredness and lack of sleep kicked in as the sky started getting pink in one corner. i was getting slower and started dawdling, looking for a place to lay down. veloboy and his lvis pal caught me up before weobley, where we found everything shut in the wee hours. i was too dozy to carry on so sat on the stacks of newspapers and magazines near the shop until it opened at 6:30 when i got some coke and carried on riding. (i replaced the chain before the ride, and only found it slipping in bristol, on the way to travelodge, argh!) anyway, i was riding out of saddle looking down, checking the chain and somehow managed to dodge a hole on the road, but go onto a grass verge where there was another (manhole) trench, front wheel went in i went over the bars, doh. not much damage luckily, few bruises and scrapes and twisted handlebars. sun was out, lovely morning, but i felt i could do with more sleep, so found an outdoor restaurant patio (still closed) with comfy chairs and slept for some time basking in the sunshine. woke up properly rested and finished the last bit feeling strong again. the community centre was still shut, so chatted to other two riders until the control opened.



good to meet many riders in the end, all enjoying excellent weather and discussing their adventures. top holiday, thanks to Mr.Tout and all his team who made it happen!

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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #792 on: May 21, 2013, 09:42:42 pm »
Feline said earlier "I don't know how you have the energy".















No, it wasn't that.  ::-)

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #793 on: May 21, 2013, 09:47:05 pm »
Hur hur hur

Chris who?

 ;D
You know...... Chris n, the guy we bought the slippers and pipe for.  ;D
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #794 on: May 21, 2013, 11:18:49 pm »
http://marcusjb.wordpress.com/2013/05/21/bryan-chapman-memorial-part-2/

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In a photo that is.... slumped on bench @ Weobley, Audax England jersey doing absolutely nothing for my manly figure. ;D
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Whoa - you risked wearing the Audax ENGLAND jersey on the BCM?  Chapeau.  I'm amazed you made it to Bronllys :-)
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Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #795 on: May 21, 2013, 11:21:35 pm »
It's been really interesting reading other people's write-ups and much of the story has already been told. But anyway, here's my two-pennies – read the words, enjoy the pictures.  Some may even choose to do both (or neither)  ;)

This was my first time on BCM and also my first 600, and as I said up-thread I was bricking it before the start.  My aim was to finish, in time, without completely killing myself.  I hadn't made it easy on myself with a 400 the weekend previously and as this is my first audax season then I feel I don't yet have the stamina to just keep the pedals turning without raising a sweat.  It was going to be an ordeal, even if 50% of that was in my mind!!  And the Chapman has a certain reputation ...

I have so many memories of this ride and so many of them hidden under layers of pain that I can't remember so much – including the many interesting and cheerful people I rode with.  And the people manning the controls – cheerful and enthusiastic, even though it had been a marathon for them as well!

For the TL:DR crowd: it was hilly and it hurt me as a lowlander; it didn't rain, in fact Sunday was sunny at times; no mechanicals; the plan mostly went to plan, but not much in hand to start with meant a frenetic catch-up for 24 hours when the hills were at their biggest; I ate lots; I met lots of yacfers not met before: Pppete, Zigzag, Ashaman42, LittleWheelsAndBig and HK, Pangolin and others, [edit] and non-yacfers Robin & George,[/edit] good to meet you all, hopefully less tired/more chatty next time; as usual I found that my ride was interleaved with so many others at regular intervals, not so much that we rode at the same speed, but at the same overall pace, which I find interesting. And it was my first 600 and completes my first SR.

A short ride over the bridge with a couple of other Travelodgers, a quick dive into the control to grab a brevet and then we were off.  And it was a much quicker off than planned.




I had promised myself that this time definitely without fail I would stick to The Plan, which was a rather simplified 20kph for each leg and between 20 and 60 minutes per control (apart from the overnight at Kings).  That would give me 2.5 hours in hand at the end.  That was the plan.  It didn't last long: the Chapman has hills; lots of hills.  And I live in East Anglia, which is flat.  (Aside: I tried a similar plan on the Asparagus & Strawberries 400 the previous weekend and was pretty much on the numbers the first three legs – slightly ahead due to some Fidgetbuzz action – and completely way out on the rest, so I am still tweaking the formula so that I can roughly determine where I should be and when I need to push to catch up).




The first leg to Bronllys was quick: much quicker than expected.  I was riding with axe-murderer John (pub joke, can't remember your yacf name), another first-timer, and surprised him with the sudden turn of pace, but I figured it was more important at this stage to fight the headwind in a bunch than going solo. This meant a couple of time-trial legs to join back onto the main group as tail-enders fell off (inadvertently taking me with them).  Recorded my fastest speed on the bike to date at 64kph down to Bronllys (which I beat later).  Baked beans on toast was fairly quick to arrive, but I still need to judge better when to bounce the control and make up time the easy way (by not stopping for very long).




I passed Little Wheels and Big and HK on the quick downhill on the first leg, and rode with LWaB for a bit trading notes on small wheels -- it was really good to meet both of you, your reputations precede you (that's a good thing) :)  Watching both Moultons soak up the road bumps, they looked very graceful (and comfortable) and it's got me thinking  ::-)  LWaB suggested a tweak to my saddle position so I moved it around at the café, it's now further back, and no knee troubles to report (not even the early-season ITB issues); arse still hurt by the end, though. 




The second stage to Nant-yr-Arian was ridden much more solo than the first, as riders left the control in dribs and drabs.  Apart from a chat with HK and then with LWaB on the Builth road, much of the run was done head-down into the wind.  I followed a fixie up one of the longer climbs – I've said it before: I like following fixies, because they are very consistent in everything and nothing's particularly hurried (apart from fast descents when you really don't want to get too close, just in case a leg comes off at the hip!!).



After a quick pitstop in Rhayader for a flapjack, we bumped into Lars making his way back to town with a slightly Pringled wheel.  Unfortunately I have new wheels, so I don't need to carry spare spokes and don't have a key either, so not much help, sorry.  Not that spokes for my wheels would've helped Lars  :facepalm:  Off-topic: I rode one of my winter 200s with four rear-wheel spokes broken, three drive-side, without any issues apart from a slight chafing on the brakes; small wheels are inherently very much stronger than large ones  :smug:



I must've started to fade, because LWaB and HK passed me on the Elvis climb. I stopped at the garage on the climb up to Nant-yr-Arian for some more sweeties and then climbed up to the café at the top, passing LWaB&HK's bikes at the café a couple of kms before the summit (presumably a shorter queue?).  We bumped into each other at controls at various times from then on.  The Nant café was a definite bouncer, except that I needed to eat, so lost much of the time I'd made up on being quick the first two legs.



On leaving Nant-yr-Arian, I had a swift descent to Aberystwyth and passed the Robin & George train (father and daughter) with Sharon (?) and Brian (?) in tow on the downhill, but was quickly caught again.  I stayed with them to get some respite from the headwind for quite a way, being dragged up a couple of the big slopes towards Dolgellau as well as dodging through the centre of Machynlleth when perhaps we should've gone around – thank you!

The drop down into Dolgellau was a blast that would haunt me in the morning.  But I did manage the full climb from the turn up to the YH in one go, no feet down at all (34" gear all the way).  Pppete introduced himself while I was packing the bags on the bike, commenting on my LEL nameplate, which I have since mod'ed a little – good to meet you!  Trading notes with Feline over beans, it seemed best to take the direct A470 route to Menai with the bridge-out detour in place. 

The Robin&George train left slightly before me with Feline in tow and I caught them on the run to Dolgellau, just as Lars passed in the opposite direction, having rescued his ride at the bike shop in Rhayader!! but they passed me when I stopped to remove the Welsh-weather gear I'd donned in the mistaken belief it had started raining.  So I set out to catch them up that long, long slog through Coed-y-Brenin.  I caught and passed Feline, but she's been having lots of ITB troubles recently, so it was a hollow victory  ::-)  The others left me in the dust  :facepalm:  At least the drop down off Trawsfynydd was a blast  :thumbsup:



For some reason I thought the shortcut up over Coed-y-Plas would put me back in that train – what a schoolboy error that was!!!  The climbs up were simply not in my legs on 34" and so I ended up walking to the top.  The slope down the other side was a blast, as it was so steep and twisty in the gathering dark, and I clocked 63kph, but the time was already lost.  I slogged my way on the A4085 thinking that I'd done too little and left it too late and that my first 600 was doomed to running out of time, boo!  :-[  I also decided to pass on Pen-y-Pass and take the shortest route to Menai. I caught and passed Feline again on the climb the wrong way up over Rhyd Ddu from Beddgelert.  My mistake was leaving Feline behind on the climb because I have never ridden the route and was now riding the routesheet in reverse without a GPS track and I got lost for the very first time on an audax  :facepalm:  Not a serious mistake but definitely cost me another 15 minutes and Feline beat me to supper at Menai at about 11pm, giving me my fastest 300km to date by half an hour or so (I rode my first three 300s in April).

And then I stopped taking photos because I started to wonder whether I wasn't being a bit too slow  ::-)  Anyway, if you're still reading this, why?  Just look at the pictures, they are much more interesting than the words. Believe me.

I headed back out towards Rhyd Ddu and was gradually reeled in by the Robin&George train and tucked in for the pace.  The drop through Penrhyndeudraeth was like a bobsleigh run and as I popped out the bottom I swear I was clocking more than 30MPH just as a jam-butty car was heading up the High Street towards us: he looked a bit surprised but didn't flag us down!  ;D

The train stopped for a comfort break and I passed Feline who'd left Menai earlier (still feels hollow).  The train caught me soon enough on the climb back up to Trawsfynydd: that is, George went for it up the hill and her dad came past a couple of minutes later swearing he'd catch her and offering the sage advice to just find a gear and spin it to the top;  that worked for me and I set out to catch them both – I failed, but not by more than a couple of miles or so  :facepalm:  The other two on the train didn't catch me, though, so my pace can't've been too shabby, and I passed the third Moulton ;)  The drop through Coed-y-Brenin clocked only 54kph – not trying hard enough. Back at Kings at 4:17am.

The spinning technique for climbing definitely worked for me, in spite of a limited selection of gears, and got me through day two – thank you Robin!  :thumbsup:  And all this work gave me my fastest 400km to date by three hours (it's only my second 400, the first being the week before).

Sleeping at Kings was a case of not sleeping at Kings: there was nearly an hour's wait for a bed after I had eaten, so it was the wooden floor in the lounge for me ::-)  I got an armchair for half an hour a bit later, but thanks to Halloween for pointing out just how bad I looked  :facepalm:

I left Kings at just after 7.30am and by now I was over an hour behind The Plan, so I only had 2.5 hours in hand at the end if I stuck to the speeds/times for the remaining three legs.  Only I hadn't figured on having to reclimb that road down to Dolgellau and keep on climbing up past Cross Foxes and over the top – that was ferkin' hard work!!  SimonP left Kings before me, but there was no way I would catch him especially not up this hill.  I had to walk the final ramp, because I figured I needed some left for later climbs.  55 minutes to the top and 2 minutes back down again peaking at 78.2kph  :thumbsup:  on 16" wheels  ;D

The next section just seemed to drag for me: I had done some really big (for me) and spectactular climbs and ridden through amazing countryside, and now it felt a bit lush and comfortable.  But that could just've been a mild case of heatstroke as the temps rose and the sun threatened to show.  Long sections of quick A-road I could see other riders, but I didn't have it in my legs to raise the cadence/gear to catch them, so I was passed by quite a few.  I rode with Pangolin at some point along this stretch, but he dropped me, shortly after removing his hat (it really was that warm).  Passed SimonP leaving the control as I was arriving.  At Aberhafesb it was a case of getting my brevet stamped by people who I didn't know but who seemed to know everybody else!  11:08, I was now an hour and a half down on The Plan, but made 15 minutes back by cutting short the control.  More beans – is it possible to have too many beans?!

All morning I felt like i was out of time with too many big hills in the way of successful completion of my first BCM and my first 600.  It's a real downer when that happens and I had to keep lifting myself back up with "what will the kids think when I don't achieve it?  More to the point, what would Mrs WB think?!  Come on, get a move on!  It's only pain!"  My arse REALLY hurt by this point.  Still reading?  You've got stamina!

I stripped off the leg warmers and tried to cool down on the next leg: a steady heart-warmer up the looong climb out of Newtown: passed Iddu (not lanterne rouge at this point) at the bottom packing away unneeded layers before the climb.  I had to walk some of the steeper sections, and at one point thought I saw Feline catching me (that hollow feeling began to feel even hollower), but I found an extra gear and climbed to the summit then descended like a demon: those switchbacks a couple of miles after the summit must be hell in the wet!  I got to Knighton and stopped at the garage to stock up, bumping into several others doing the same – we didn't swap names, nice to meet you.  I figured Feline must've passed me, so I put on a race face and got on with the job, stretching the legs right up to the right turn at The Forge.  Then it was back to the 24" gear for some of those sections with another rider, sorry don't know the names. 

The lanes here were a bit shit: grit and gravel and broken surfaces.  Another, quicker group came through, I think with young Jordan 'The Kid' Carroll (congrats on your first SR, mine too, but I took twice as long to get it) in their midst, and missed the right-turn after the dovecot; didn't take them long to repass me, though.

By the time I got to Woebly at 16:11 I was now 1h40m behind The Plan, so it was a quick refill of water bottles, couple of bananas and away.  While I was just leaving, the second half of the Robin&George train rode in, as well as Feline.  Tagged Lars looking a little lost about which way to go out of the town square and he followed me out.  By now it looked like an average pace of 15kph would get us back in with time to spare, and had been averaging 18kph the last few stages, so I began to relax and take some pics again  :)



Lars and I rode together for a bit then tried to stretch to get on the back of Robin&George who had left before us, caught them then lost them again.  Bumped into Pppete again and somehow briefly caught the Robin&George train again.  Pppete was clearly suffering and his pedal-pedal-pedal-freewheel pace was about the same as my spinning-in-a-little gear pace (I was properly knackered by this point, and painkillers were having little effect on the various aches, mostly arse-related). 



My big worry were what the two final hills at Llancloudy and Tintern would have on our pace, having not ridden them before: could I afford another two hours of climbing?  As it turned out, Llancloudy in the 24" gear was just about as quick as a 27" (which I didn't have) and took about 20 minutes.

A crazy, mad, out-of-control drop into Monmouth put me on edge and we stopped to let Lars catch up and let Mrs Pppete know we'd be about 90 mins to arrivée.  Then that beautiful Wye Valley section: completely lovely and picturesque.  A few false climbs, "is this Tintern?" nope.  "Ah, is THIS Tintern?  There's an abbey up there".  Nearly there.



The other half of the Robin&George train passed us just before Tintern itself with Ashaman42 in tow (well done mate – excellent recovery after nearly bailing at Dolgellau on the way north).  And then the final big climb: after Cross Foxes, this was a bit of an anticlimax and I let rip with what was left in order to see what was left: I span up the climb to just below the summit, stopping to let Pppete catch up.  And we then rode to the arrivée, arriving at about 20:35, just under two hours down on the plan, but elated to get in in time.  A quick check that the brevet was in order and handed it over to another smiling helper person (who everyone knows, except me).  A quick catch up with Lars, SimonP, Ritchie [edit], Tomsk, Robin & George (nice to chat with you finally, having ridden so far near you) [/edit] and others and then Ashaman42 and I headed down to the Chinese around the corner for a takeaway, which we cycled what seemed like 15 miles back over the bridge to eat at the Travelodge.

Success in more ways than just completing in the time: first BCM, first 600, first SR (in my first season).  More faces to names.  More things to consider, techniques to master, routines to practise. Still a long way to go before I can properly enjoy the ride for what it is, a ride: still too many first-year nerves about not making it in time, getting lost, not having enough kit with me, etc., because I still don't know what my limits are and when I can push no harder.

My takeaways from the Chapman:

  • Wales is glorious!  I grew up a bit further east along the northern coast and it's still my favourite place in this green and pleasant land :)
  • The support on BCM is the best I've seen on any ride yet (including the Norfolk'n'good rides and Yr Elenydd, which are very good themselves).  The helpers are all very enthusiastic and efficient, and clearly known and loved by many diolch yn fawr:)
  • You have to love the full-on Welsh accent whenever you get to listen to it, it's so musical :D
  • Get to Kings early if you want to sleep in a bed. Be prepared to sleep on the [uncarpeted] floor otherwise.
  • The A-roads in north-west Wales are lanes anywhere else, but the road surface is unbelievably smooth.
  • The B-roads back in England are shite by comparison with the top surface coming away all over the place – massive road buzz numbness in the hands (but not the crotch area, thanks LWaB?).
  • Eat everything offered at every opportunity: I needed to! (I haven't stopped since.)
  • Drink more than you think you need to: nearly two full bottles every stage, one with and one without Nuun.
  • Climbing is mostly about spinning and patience, assuming you have a suitable gear for the gradient to spin in.  As long as you keep moving, you'll reach the top. Eventually (nearly an hour each on three of the climbs  :o).
  • Sometime's the gradient's so steep that riding it will destroy your legs for some time after, so 24" gear for those bits is okay.
  • Descending's fun :D
  • Keep moving: bounce controls and eat at other cafés if the queues are long.

Now that the pain is beginning to subside and the sense of achievement is settling in, replacing that sense of panic of "am I doing enough?", I am remembering the bits I enjoyed about the ride: the cheerful controllers, the riders, the places, the weather, the sights, the riding, baked beans on toast, the climbing, the descending. And the general all-round camaraderie and common purpose.  Thank you Ritchie+team for giving us so much to take away.

Would I ride BCM again?  Definitely.  Would I do it on the same bike?  Not today, thank you.  Anyway, first we have LEL to complete (although more time to do it in, and no Cross Foxes or Llancloudy style climbing, apparently).
RRTY #7 done.  Need something else to do ... ah, welcome #8 8)

Redlight

  • Enjoying life in the slow lane
Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #796 on: May 21, 2013, 11:23:55 pm »
I think 18 is the bottom limit for PBP? Any one under 18 ever ridden an SR here in the uk? Was vicky under 18 on her qualifiers?

All impressive stuff!

I think 16 is the lower age limit.  Redlight Jnr will be 16 in July 2023 and has already taken part in one PBP, albeit at the finishing line cheering every rider in an Audax England jersey.  Just need to get him off the stabilisers.....
Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #797 on: May 21, 2013, 11:40:16 pm »
I think 16 is the lower age limit.

I think your wrong and the limit is 18 years at the start of the ride.

However, there is youth event that starts at a much younger age.  Not the full distance of course.

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #798 on: May 22, 2013, 01:15:22 am »
@ wilkyboy

Thanks for that great report and congratulations on a really impressive achievement; that's not any old SR (none of them are, of course, but you know what I mean!)

@ various others

Thanks for all your reports.  I really wish I could have done this ride!

Re: Bryan Chapman Memorial 600 - 18th May 2013
« Reply #799 on: May 22, 2013, 01:25:27 am »
Excellent write up Wilkyboy. I think Wilbur and I got caught up by the train back to Kings and only passed you on the yha access road. Then spent all the next day passing and being passed by you. It is funny how you end up seeing the same faces around you during the ride despite having different riding speeds.
The older you get, the better you get, unless you are a banana.