Decided to try out the local "club run" which goes from the end of my road every Sunday - have seen them a few times when I've stumbled out early enough to get the Sunday paper !
Thinking that I was now ready for "upping the tempo" I presented myself just before 9am.... to find I was on my own ! After a few minutes a couple more arrived and I got chatting to discover that this was the "elite" club ride and the "steady" ride started at 10am. Not to be deterred - given the group all agreed I'd be "alright" we set off at a fair lick up the A6. A further shocking discovery was that 3 or 4 of this group were part of "team Raleigh" and compete all over the place (not sure if its semi pro or what, I couldn't speak by now due to inclines!)
We were apparently heading for Kirby Lonsdale, which for those who dont know is actually in the next county to the north Cumbria i.e. a fair way from central Lancashire and this would be where we would have a cafe stop. Real killer of a lane around "Crock o'Lune" just north of Lancaster, but not too far after I spotted the 5 mile sign to our stopping point.
Or so I thought.
Straight though Kirby Lonsdale and continued north a few more miles / hills until eventually heading west then looping back south. I got the distinct impression there was vigourous debate about the pros and cons of various cafes but by now I would have eaten anything.
The actual cafe stop was just outside Glasson dock after 60 miles. Boy, was that carrot cake good. The legs seemed incable of ascending from that point in but I persevered (and was helped by guys waiting for me) and eventually rolled up home after 80 miles. Wow.
PS Did recover enough to go for an hours tennis coaching tonight !
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