27 miles on Sunday. It was freezing! So cold for the first half hour and the last half out of three hours. After two hours of lovely countryside riding Me and C stopped for two chocolate bars in one go outside the most horrific newsagents/confectioners/Off License in the world in a hell hole called Stone. I told him we were never going to cycle round there again and that part of NE Kent is quite lifeless and not very picturesque - we somehow found ourselves in this area and on the road to Bluewater which was very scary - all human life in their souped up numbers's bombing it at around 70 mph across four lanes of traffic to get to shopping heaven. I gave up trying to cross the lanes and walked my bike across the road instead. We need to plan a more rural route - this was like cycling down Regent street at 5pm.
N1 is off to Oz tomorrow for three weeks and I am off to the coast this weekend so it may be a while before we are all gathered together for a ride - probably the new year. However I have fitted a bike rack to the car and intend to be cycling around the coast on Christmas Eve! Supposedly. N2 has yet to join us but has signed up apparently.
I have my photos ready for the charity website - Dr Sex on legs apparently particularly in my Borats. I'll spare you the pleasure at the moment..
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