Today I cycled 65 miles to Brighton by bike.
In between was a lovely sunny day, an insane tea and cake stop at ‘Fanny’s farm shop’ (see picture on right), some serious pain, and a huge feeling of achievement at the end.
I learnt not to carry half a stone of fairly useless items ‘just in case’; that ‘Bitching Deacon’ is the most horrendously unpleasant hill in the history of humanity; and not to drop through 8 gears at once on the most horrendously unpleasant hill in the history of humanity.
Many thanks to whoever put this sign at the top of the beacon, it made me very happy.
And many thanks to Adrian for arranging it all, and encouraging us along the way. And knowing the way, for that matter.