Author Topic: 'The Flatlands' 600km 13/14th September 2014  (Read 65068 times)

fboab

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #200 on: September 08, 2013, 09:25:37 pm »
We saw Tomsk, Huggy Del and a couple of others (AlbertoC?) coming into Whittlesey at about 12, and 3 others before we turned towards Wisbech. They looked to be in fine spirits.  :thumbsup:
TSS is not Total Sex Score, Chris!

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #201 on: September 08, 2013, 10:18:05 pm »
We saw Tomsk, Huggy Del and a couple of others (AlbertoC?) coming into Whittlesey at about 12, and 3 others before we turned towards Wisbech. They looked to be in fine spirits.  :thumbsup:

I saw Tomsk leading them towards Royston just before I stopped at Maccy Ds for some sleep, coffee and some milkshakes for my bottles. They all looked like they were going to finish OK. The couple on the orange tandem looked very tired.
I had to do a bear impression  before I got home.

Luckily I caught Bikey Mikey in the night and he helped me stay awake so I could finish early enough to ride home and get some sleep before I go to work tomorrow.


Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #202 on: September 08, 2013, 10:26:19 pm »
We saw Tomsk, Huggy Del and a couple of others (AlbertoC?) coming into Whittlesey at about 12, and 3 others before we turned towards Wisbech. They looked to be in fine spirits.  :thumbsup:
Unless it was the real Contador, it wasn't me as I was mtbing in the North Downs :)

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #203 on: September 09, 2013, 05:31:50 am »
Thanks to everyone. I had a fun time and completed my second Audax. Who ever thought up that last segment to the finish out of Royston? They are a sadist,( Flatlands?). Rest time and sleep time. Anyone else ride through the night with no sleep? I caught a 30 minute nap in the morning when the sun came out and a fresh green patch of grass was calling my name.

bloomers100

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #204 on: September 09, 2013, 07:28:29 am »
Adrian, Stumpy and I got to the pub at 2054. Yes Tom is a sadist although with a few expletives. Thanks, Tom for organising. More from me later.

bhoot

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #205 on: September 09, 2013, 09:35:53 am »
The couple on the orange tandem looked very tired.
That's probably because we were!
Got into Dunmow about 19.00 in the end, nice to see the route proving (yet again) that "Essex is not flat"

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #206 on: September 09, 2013, 10:09:48 am »
Are Huggy and Tomsk still out there?
Looking forward to the write ups.

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #207 on: September 09, 2013, 10:12:28 am »
Are Huggy and Tomsk still out there?
Looking forward to the write ups.

Huggy is back safe un sound.  I assume Tomsk is too.

The early reports are quite funny.  I'm surprised people are surprised at Tomsk's routes.  Doesn't the whole world know that you can expect bonus kilometres and hills in the final stages, just when you don't want them?  ;D

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #208 on: September 09, 2013, 10:39:07 am »
Are Huggy and Tomsk still out there?
Looking forward to the write ups.
Our little peloton of 5 (Tomsk, delthebike, Ivan [forum name to be inserted] & Grampa) finished just after 8pm. 28 hours of riding and 10 hours off the bike.  Further write up will have to wait until my left hand is no longer doing a good impression of a claw and it can type with more than one finger again!

The early reports are quite funny.  I'm surprised people are surprised at Tomsk's routes.  Doesn't the whole world know that you can expect bonus kilometres and hills in the final stages, just when you don't want them?  ;D
Route change suggestion for next year would be to add a few km on a wider tour of East Anglia and finish at Potton, then lay on a bus to get back to Great Dunmow.  The bonus Tomsk kilometers and sting in the tail climbing in flat Essex could avoided  :P
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Lars

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #209 on: September 09, 2013, 10:40:12 am »
Got back a bit after 10 after a solid full-value ride. Had planned to ECE it to a 1,000 to get Brevet 5,000
before my arrow expires for that award after this season. but decided against it. Due to a sore throat kicking
in, not feeling motivated to do another long day plus FOR THE THIRD TIME IN FOUR MONTHS I BROKE A WHEEL.
Yep, the master wheel breaker (as Judith named me during LEL) strikes again! With about 100 miles to go
of the Flatlands suddenly a loud ka-plonk from the front Ksyrium wheel. I stop and manage to remove the
broken spoke. Thought I'd roll on to Whittlesey and catch a train and quit the ride. But realize that despite
a fair amount of wobbling the wheel seems to hold up. Ksyriums are so sturdy it can remain rideable with one
spoke missing. So at Whittlesey decide to crack on and finish the event to get that nice Essex SR medal.

That worked ok. Finished a bit later than anticipated but with the ECE cancelled no worry, no hurry.

With the initial 45k down to Dunmow and 20k diversion to the Doncaster Travelodge ended up at a solid
700k in 43 hours. The five hour break with a shower and a comfy bed in a nice and warm room was
nice indeed. Wasn't envious of the hardmen sleeping rough in Audax hotels this cold night...

Met several of the usual suspects, such as the Essex law enforcement department (i.e. Bloomers
and his mates), Tomsk, huggy, Wilky and some new faces like tonyh and Richard (don't know his forum
name). And thanks a bunch for the ride back to Cambridge Wilky! And of course thanks to Tom for
organising.  :thumbsup:

The route apart from the Essex bumpiness flat indeed. Unusual one with the vast flat lands. Easy and
straightforward with easy navigation. Some roads are quite rough so with the lack of variation in
ride position and the road vibrations got some back pain but not too bad! Last long ride for the year
done, now back to 200s and some populaires maybe!

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #210 on: September 09, 2013, 10:41:32 am »
Route change suggestion for next year would be to add a few km on a wider tour of East Anglia and finish at Potton, then lay on a bus to get back to Great Dunmow.  The bonus Tomsk kilometers and sting in the tail climbing in flat Essex could avoided  :P

That doesn't sound like a very good idea at all  :o  What's audacious about a courtesy bus?  :D

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #211 on: September 09, 2013, 10:46:06 am »
Huggy, Tomsk, Ivan, Grampa and myself got in 1945ish.
Huggy and I had <one hour kip in a 3* Audax Hotel (if it had a bench it'd be 4* and if it was more enclosed a 5*  :P)
I had a cracking ride and can give directions to every toilet between Dunmow and Goole.
Riding home last night I started hallucinating! Unless there really are giant green rabbits that wave you on I suspect lack of sleep.
Hills at the end and a bit in the middle were just a bit hilly and we didn't walk any of them.  :thumbsup:

A minor downside is that a snot rocket in the face is not good!  :sick:

Thanks to Tomsk for a splendid introduction to audax.

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #212 on: September 09, 2013, 10:52:37 am »
Blimey, introducing yourself to audaxing with a 600 is good going Del.  Did you get any good pics?

huggy

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #213 on: September 09, 2013, 10:52:52 am »
Huggy and I had <one hour kip in a 3* Audax Hotel (if it had a bench it'd be 4* and if it was more enclosed a 5*  :P)
Could have been 3*+ if it had a sign saying "Audaxers sleeping, please wake in one hour" - the Police officers with their bright search light were a bit too early  :facepalm:

I had a cracking ride and can give directions to every toilet between Dunmow and Goole.
Riding home last night I started hallucinating! Unless there really are giant green rabbits that wave you on I suspect lack of sleep.
I can vouch for such creatures I saw on the Asparagus and Strawberries ride in May, but none came out to say hello to me on this one :)
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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #214 on: September 09, 2013, 10:53:47 am »
Blimey, introducing yourself to audaxing with a 600 is good going Del.  Did you get any good pics?
I got pics!  :thumbsup:
Soon...

bloomers100

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #215 on: September 09, 2013, 10:59:28 am »
Not arf, and on fixed, and rode home. Brilliant effort Del.

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #216 on: September 09, 2013, 11:00:05 am »
We saw Tomsk, Huggy Del and a couple of others (AlbertoC?) coming into Whittlesey at about 12, and 3 others before we turned towards Wisbech. They looked to be in fine spirits.  :thumbsup:

So...you like the flat stuff really, eh? [But you did have a nice tailwind - felt like riding uphill all day to us]

Our Contador was Ivan Cornell, [Audax Club Hackney, LEL 2013 Veteran, Bus Shelter Hardman etc] Also David Walker ['Grampa'] from Peterculter, Aberdeenshire - determined to break his 600km duck - chapeau!

Socialised at the Angel and Harp for a bit [coincidentally Lee, LEL volunteer was there too and my friends David and Liz] with Huggy + Mrs, Essex Police and significant others etc. Sorry I didn't have the stamina to stay and welcome the later arrivals  - well done Lars and Nick  :thumbsup:

fboab

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #217 on: September 09, 2013, 12:59:57 pm »
So...you like the flat stuff really, eh? [But you did have a nice tailwind - felt like riding uphill all day to us]
I have a love-hate relationship with the flatlands, I can cope with 100k/300 of tailwind-tastic evens to get me from Oundle to Swaffham.

I think Sunday on your ride would have killed me- headwind, endless horizons, the slow slow countdown to 630km?

Well done to all who managed it and stayed sane!
TSS is not Total Sex Score, Chris!

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #218 on: September 09, 2013, 01:18:46 pm »
Thanks to Tomsk for organizing the ride I had a great time, the little patch of green just out of Gainsborogh provided 2 hours of reasonably comfortable sleep.

Delthebike - Thanks for the GPS files, I know I was bitching about the one section that didn't start where I expected and that bit at near the end, did have me scratching my head, but it was very useful!  :thumbsup:  FYI the car that flashed you guys at the last turn was me saying hi.

The hilly bit in the last stage did have me swearing under my breath at times but the lanes were very quiet and the scenery was rather pretty.

If I could suggest a minor route change it would be the bit through Lincoln, at 4am is was fine, but with traffic I suspect those narrow streets and particularly the dual carriageway could be a bit hairy.

bloomers100

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #219 on: September 09, 2013, 01:20:19 pm »

I think Sunday on your ride would have killed me- headwind, endless horizons, the slow slow countdown to 630km?


This is exactly what it was like.

wilkyboy

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #220 on: September 09, 2013, 01:29:44 pm »
That was one of the hardest 600s I've done – the only ride that compared to it for me was LEL, and probably because of the headwind on the way back across Lincolnshire and Cambridgeshire.  Veloman and I finished at 10pm dead – that was my longest 600 at 40 hours.  Saturday was super-super quick with a forecast 18mph southerly blowing us to Goole.  I recorded my fastest 100km, 200km, 300km and 400km back-to-back concurrently.  And after putting in all that effort on Saturday, Sunday was super-super slow, with a forecast 12mph headwind blowing against us: I recorded my slowest 200km and slowest 600km!!  And that just about sums it up for me, thank you to Veloman in particular for picking me up when I was down.

Ah, but there's more, if you're interested (if not, look away now) ...

I spent the first leg near the sharp end with Bikey Mikey, the Essex Law Enforcers (is that right?), and some others, and catching a tow with the tandem of bhoot into Red Lodge.  The Lodge looked like it had just one person running the kitchen, so a quick cup of coffee and onwards, not before the mudguard-less Australian (of this parish?) had uttered "it's a f**king Brompton!" ... yeah, I know, thanks; did you know your mate's on a mountain bike with a rucksack?  Different strokes and all that.

I hooked up with Veloman time-trialling across the wind to Whittlesey on Saturday and we rode most of the rest together: he was very patient with my limited selection of gears and speeds!!  Eric (of this parish?) joined us at the Wetherspoons in Whittlesey.  Just after Spalding, I dropped off the back, because the pace was uncomfortably in-between gears for me.  Rode into Boston with James (of this parish?) and found Veloman, the tandem of bhoot at a smart street café just next to the church in the market square.  A splendid jacket potato and cold frappé thing. 

We opted for a modified main-road run up to Kirton-in-Lindsey and set off: everyone was very considerate and waited when I dropped off the back several times.  There's a big jump from 68" to 87" on my bike and it creates a dead zone between about 28kph and 33kph that's difficult to maintain, but 30kph seems to be a favourite speed of group riders, hence I ride on my own most fast rides.  The guys brought the speed down a touch for me and we carried on to grab a frankly horrible, greasy pizza in Kirton (once you get to the bottom of the hill where it's situated, you don't want to ride back up again for something different).

The sun was fairly low by now, but the run to Goole is short, so no point in putting on the full-colds yet.  After a bit it was clear I was holding up the group, so I sent them on: I figured they'd make 15-20 minutes on me by Goole, but in the end it was around ten.  I stopped once to climb the embankment and actually get a view of the River Trent: all the interesting stuff out on the flats is guarded from view by mahoosive mounds of earth, like they don't want people to stay.  I got to Goole around 20:30 having done a "slow" stage of 26kph, but it couldn't come soon enough for me, as someone was catching me up ... the tandem, as it turned out (although in the gloom all I could see was a light).

A quick refuel, but not quick enough: the tandem train left about two minutes before I was quite ready getting the warms on, fortunately for me Veloman waited for me.  The huge effort in riding so quickly on the northerly leg meant everything was soaked with sweat and as the temperature plummeted then I could feel it biting straight through my kit and giving me the shakes.  It was a turn into the wind now, although it had fortunately abated for the night.  I could feel 300+ high-intensity (for me) kilometres in my legs at this point and I always ride slower in the dark, so we dropped the pace down a little.  It was comforting to see a number of riders still heading northwards, as I am usually very close to the back at this point in any ride.  We stopped in Belton for another warm up, although they didn't have anything to sit on.  And we made the garage at Gainsborough without event, pausing frequently to let the blood circulate energy around the system, and lots of friendly waves at passing motorists.  A couple of ambulances hairing out of town back the way we'd come made me a bit nervous that one of ours had come-a-cropper (having heard no news, looks like the answer is 'no').  We faffed in the garage, taking time to warm up a bit: it may be only just the beginning of August, but the coldest temperature my Garmin recorded was just 3ºC coming into Sleaford in the early hours of Sunday.

Riding south towards Lincoln, we knew there were some hills to climb.  But first a long straight road in the dark: it was only when Veloman mentioned that those red lights must be RAF Scampton that I recognised it: we rode along here on To Holl and Back 600 and the Red Arrows took off above me just a bit further along: amazing sight.  Silence tonight, though.  Up the hill to Lincoln was a bit of a wake-up, as were the short skirts in town ;)  Not that I could've done anything about it had the chance arisen, since I'd been beaten around the groin area for 18 hours with a leather hammer that Brooks persist in calling a "saddle"   :facepalm:

The leg to Sleaford took us over the 400km mark, and so represented the generally accepted "correct" time to stop. But where?  Veloman had a strategy to get us into a Travelodge reception and then to "wait overnight" for a room to become available: on the climb up out of Lincoln we did just that, except in a Premier Inn instead.  The nice lady on reception was very tolerant and passed on our regards in the morning to the various cyclists who had actually paid for their rooms (the tandemists and Essex Law Enforcers, and probably others) ;)  It's not particularly nice sleeping sitting up and I know that I pay for it the next day with sleep-dep, but we did get some sleep and it was nice and warm.  No customer toilet, though.

The ride out towards Sleaford took on a surreal randonneur-spotting element as we passed bus shelter after bus shelter  ;)  I am sure Tom would've been in one of them – that would've been the only time I'd seen him since the start.  I carried a proper sleeping bag with me the whole way in case I was also out in the cold, but in the end didn't use it.  I could really feel the miles in my legs and I had a feeling of no power and had to spin like crazy up every slope.  In fact, I had to spin like crazy on the flat as well: just nothing left in the tank.  Veloman was supremely patient commenting on my lack of a dropped riding position to get out of the wind and the negative effect it inevitably had.  We also did some rolling tests: it's a fact that a DF rolls better than a Brompton on the sort of rough-roadstone surfaces we encountered.

We got to Sleaford around 6.30am and detoured to the garage on the A15/A17.  They had a table and stools, but it was cold with all the fridges, so I broke out the space blanket, as I had an onset of the shakes.  When Veloman asked for the toilet, we were pointed over the roundabout to McDonald's!!  A quick Egg McMuffin and I felt I was going to die: it just felt like it was bunging my whole system up and that was that.  With tiredness and sleep-dep, I was ready to give up, but Veloman talked me back into the game.  We spent a long time stopped at Sleaford – over two hours – some of which was sleeping, but I felt in a bad way still.

The short ride to Spalding went by quickly and the pace wasn't too bad.  Just a quick ten-minute lie down on a grass verge to break the effort.  But by Spalding I was at the end and couldn't go on.  We stopped for some breakfast at Sainsbury's, which was really good: and there's a great view of the station out the window, which connects to Peterborough, which connects to Cambridge, which I call home, mmmm.  I let Veloman talk me out of bailing at that moment, but I really couldn't face the exposed run back to Crowland along the embankment; we made it, though.  However, our times weren't looking good, so I told VM to leave me at Crowland to set a decent time himself, leaving me to trundle through the fens on my own to Chatteris.  Slowly.  Really slowly. I figured that if I really couldn't stomach it then I could turn right at Whittlesey and catch the train back from Peterborough.

But it's an odd thing when you're on your own: you just keep pedalling ... and screaming and swearing at the vast emptiness like some deranged castaway!  (Chris, fboab, how did you manage to put together an entire year of this and stay sane(-ish)?!)  Pedal pedal pedal pedal pedal.  Very similar to the Thursday on LEL, except colder.  The wind didn't get any better and neither did the scenery, but I did arrive in Chatteris, passing one bike still at the Welly.  Some painkillers, water and a sandwich from Budgens and time to press on (it turned out two bikes at the Welly, with Lars and TonyH both passing me as I was filling up).  Definitely lanterne rouge now, then.

Familiar territory at last: the run to Potton will be known to anyone who has ridden Flitchbikes 200 or Rutland 300 (although in the opposite direction, and not all of it).  The twisty road from Chatteris to Somersham is the remains of an old river bed from when this whole area was marshland: when they drained the land many hundreds of years ago, the river beds were already compacted and rose out of the drying and contracting bog, and so were used as roads: the extreme twists are most disorientating and you're never quite sure which way you're pointing.  And it had started to rain. 

On the climb up from Chatteris towards StIves, I was working out my time in hand and double-checked the arrivée close time: for some reason I had thought the additional 2h20m for the enforced over-distance took the close time to 0220, but it took it to just 0020, two hours less – AAAARRRGH!  At the pace I had set myself I would be out of time!!  I don't know what happened then: getting away from the soul-destroying vastness of the fens into something with a bit of dimension to it; the painkillers kicking in; Budgens' cheese and ham sandwiches; or the sense of sheer bloodymindedness that I get when I am so close to finishing what I started!  But my legs came to life and I started tapping out 25kph (average) through the rolling hills in the rain from StIves to Potton.  I figured on getting to Potton before 7pm to leave a decent margin to finish and got there at 6.30pm.  A quick refill of the bottles and onwards: as I arrived I could see TonyH rolling out of the other side of the square, so I must've made up a few minutes at least.

The final leg was great, I really enjoyed it: I don't think of myself as a climber, but I span up all the hills with glee!!  It's not that I don't like flat ... but I think I really don't.  At one point I could see a yellow jacket in the distance across the valley: Lars was wearing blue and TonyH orange, so must be someone else.  The chase was on.  Bit by bit I felt I was reeling him in: the odd sighting around a distant corner or cresting a far summit.  Eventually on Litlington road before Royston I caught up with him by the war memorial at the top of the hill: Veloman!!  Back in the game, for both of us, as he'd lost his mojo a bit too!! 

And off we went: maintaining high 20s on the flats and climbing most hills in high teens/low 20s, averaging above 20kph.  That long climb out of Royston was brilliant, although I had to break out the 24" for the middle ramp.  And the long, open climb a few miles further on: we caught and passed TonyH here, passing on the lanterne rouge baton.  Shortly after Clavering (I think) we came across Lars and the Aussie, who was buying a tube and levers off Lars to fix his puncture.  Lars joined us for a bit, but Veloman and I were climbing out of our skin and he dropped off the back after Henham.

An odd thing that happened was I dug out a nut bar from my back pocket, nothing special about that, and started eating it and my legs immediately stopped dead: nothing left to give.  I had to resort to spinning in bottom to get any life back into them, but they just felt cold and dead, due to a nut bar.  Go figure!  It didn't last long and we soon were climbing great again up towards the Eastons. 

And finally the run up into Dunmow and down to the pub: friendly faces of the Essex Law Enforcers and families in the front window of the pub.  Time for a drink (coke), some back-slapping and comparing notes, and some hard-earned brevidence.

Woohoo!!  We'd done it!!   ;D  Not only that, but we'd managed to claw back a huge amount of time considering where we had been just a few hours earlier and the general hilliness of the terrain on the final couple of legs, which is very satisfying.  We were an hour behind the Essex Law Enforcers and Tomsk had left the pub not long before we got there, so not too bad.  And TonyH passed us around midnight as we were driving away, so should get validated.

While I was on the ride there were times that I just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry: I felt I had nothing left to give.  However, the final couple of stages showed that wasn't true: tapping into physical and mental reserves at will seems to be something I need to get a grip on.  I have experienced this on a number of the longer rides and it has always come good in the end; but getting there always seems to involve a lot of gritting of teeth and pain in the legs, and usually involves someone patient being the voice of reason, for which my humble thanks!  Maybe it will be less pronounced, or even non-existent, when I transition to a full-size bike at the end of this season?  I will let you know.

The sheer extraordinary monotony of the scenery definitely played a part: Tom has succeeded in creating a ride that is exceptionally flat for a very, very long way, and that is a good achievement.  Usually I like Tom'ds routes as there's a bit of everything and without fail they are slightly over-distance with a sting in the tail.  But personally in my head I am calling this Dulllands, not Flatlands, due to the lack of changing scenery.  I have now completed my Essex SR – my third SR of the year – with a Boudicca 200 perm (my first ever audax and extra wet and windy, more so than yesterday), Green and Yellow Fields 300 (bitterly cold!!), Asparagus and Strawberries 400 (sleep-dep city) and now Flatlands 600 (extreme mental torture).  I don't know if I want to ride this 600 again: ask me in a year's time!  I think the section from the start to Whittlesey, maybe even Boston, is good and from Chatteris to the end is great, but there's too much of little interest in between for my liking, the climb through Lincoln aside.  Tomsk's ride notes indicate there's no such thing as an easy 600: I think this is one of the hardest I've ridden mentally, even though in theory the flatness should make it physically easier for first-timers.  If it hadn't been for Veloman's support and encouragement, I would've bailed at Spalding.

Right Achilles is feeling a bit scrapy this morning, knees are sore and the usual calves, quads and glutes sores and stiffness, although I have been an awful lot worse.  Also, now the season of long rides is likely over for the season, it will give my hands time to get back to normal, so I can type and write properly.


[A couple of photos to follow.]
RRTY #7 done.  Need something else to do ... ah, welcome #8 8)

wilkyboy

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Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #221 on: September 09, 2013, 01:30:29 pm »

I think Sunday on your ride would have killed me- headwind, endless horizons, the slow slow countdown to 630km?


This exactly what it was like.

+1 Exactly like that: I stopped looking in the end.
RRTY #7 done.  Need something else to do ... ah, welcome #8 8)

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #222 on: September 09, 2013, 01:35:28 pm »
Quality issues with the pictures mean that these are the least blurry.  ::-)

My ride of choice. Pompino, 72" fixed.


Food at Dunmow for breakfast and to take on the ride.


The pyjama party in full swing.


One day, if you ride far enough, you too could look like this.


Pre start pep talk where we are assured that there are no hills to speak of, hence Flatlands.  ::-)


Bloomers adjusts his thingy!


First control and second breakfast at Red Lodge.


Wind Turbine at Bury.


Curry at Boston Wetherspoons, Moon Under the Water.


Outside the Moon. Granpa, Tomsk, unknown, and Ivan.

Here's Huggy.


Lighting faffage just before sunset, somewhere on the road.


Ivan and Huggy post faff.


It's the high quality controls that make a ride. Kirton in Lindsey.


Midway at Glews in Goole.


Gainsborough control post piss 'eds.

Where Huggy left a big log!


Me and Huggy post Audax Hotel on the way to Sleaford.


Bikinon and Huggy discover that the 24 hour service Tesco at Sleaford is shut!  ::-) ATM for proof of passage.


Ivan resting his eyes at Chatteris.


Tomsk tries to look innocent after more assurances that there are no hills worthy of note on the ride.  ;) ;)


At the Green Welly.


Cape up, for the weather has turned, by the only toilet on the ride I didn't use, St. Ives.


Last control at Potton.


The rest of the pictures are here
https://picasaweb.google.com/delthebike/Flatlands600

Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #223 on: September 09, 2013, 02:07:11 pm »
[Our Contador was Ivan Cornell, [Audax Club Hackney, LEL 2013 Veteran, Bus Shelter Hardman etc]

Thanks for that accolade, though I should have thought through the rest options a bit more and then I might not have had so many tired/grumpy moments on the 2nd day. I really enjoyed being part of your train, though it was more like being a seagull following a trawler, thinking sardines will be thrown, as you did all the hard work at the front.

Managed to complete my ECE, getting back to Greenwich after midnight, so with the over distance that stretches my weekend riding to over 750km. Next time I'll take a day off work!

Ivan 'Ivan' Cornell
“That slope may look insignificant, but it's going to be my destiny" - Fitzcarraldo

Lars

  • n.b. have shaved off beard since photo taken
Re: New 600km: 'The Flatlands' 7th/8th September
« Reply #224 on: September 09, 2013, 02:54:10 pm »
We saw Tomsk, Huggy Del and a couple of others (AlbertoC?) coming into Whittlesey at about 12, and 3 others before we turned towards Wisbech. They looked to be in fine spirits.  :thumbsup:

I saw Tomsk leading them towards Royston just before I stopped at Maccy Ds for some sleep, coffee and some milkshakes for my bottles. They all looked like they were going to finish OK. The couple on the orange tandem looked very tired.
I had to do a bear impression  before I got home.


Milkshakes from the Golden Arches for the bike bottles? Sounds like something worth a try! In the wee hours returning
from the ride me and Wilky popped into a 24h McD's for some calorie replacement. And as I couldn't stand the thought
of coke got a milkshake for the QP meal. And it was bloody brilliant!

Three or four Mickey D milkshakes to fill up the bottles? Wait a while for it to thaw, and then sip every 10 mins or so
while it lasts? Will try that as it seems a nice change from awful expensive gas station energy drinks or yucky SIS electrolyte
enhanced tap water...