showmethecakes Sat Jul 12, 2014 6:29 pm
Seeing as the A and B teams worked together for the first leg of today's ride I'll leave the full report to Martin. I'll pick up from the split at Burrowbridge when we stood debating how far it was to Langport and North Curry.
Ivan's intuitive guess at 4.5 miles was confirmed by the sodding big sign post that said 4.5 miles to Langport. However, having ridden to Langport it appeared that the sign was totally misleading. Bike computer clearly indicated 4.7 miles when we got into Langport and I feel the council should make it clear exactly which part of Langport the distance is measured from. They clearly do not understand the importance of pacing your effort to arrive at the finish line in Langport totally spent after tearing up the road on the ride in. Having stamped on the crank for 4.5 miles to catch and pass the peloton it was like Corsica all over again, but without the Orica team bus. Can't wait till 'le Tour' comes to Somerset and they pass the 1k to go banner only to find that it is only approximate. Alberto would be fuming: "Juat is dis juan kilo to go? C'it is more like juan hundred!". Talanksi:" Goddam British signs. The fact that I fell off 500m from the finish has nothing to do with it, goddamit. It wasn't my fault the sign was wrong."
Anyhow, back to the ride.
Arrived safely at Kelway's garden centre, aka the potting shed. I did chuckle when a nice young chap suggested we park our bikes around the back in the seating area. Would have been a fantastic place to stop but some bunch of roudy cyclists had turned up and taken over one end of the cafe. Rather than sit on my own I decided I had better go and join them! Bernie appeared very keen on a midweek ride to Portishead. Apparently he fancies his chances with the waitress in the cafe by the pool. Sounded good to me but then I remembered that Bernie is 603 years old and his idea of a fancy women would be anything just short of 100.
Good ride home across High Ham, Pedwell etc. Lost one rider at the bottom of High Ham who had detoured to Street to phone his missus for a lift home. Almost lost another when Sam decided it was a good idea to sprint over the motorway bridge and locked up with cramp. His phone was in his hand dialling 999 before he'd even hit the deck. We ignored such trifles and hurtled on leaving him laid out at the side of the road screaming. Afterall, it's only what they'd expect in the tour.
Think Mark won the sprint up Accomodation Road. I can't be sure as I was completely f##### and couldn't see from 600 metres behind.
Nice weather, good 68 mile ride at high average of 29.2 kph in new numbers. Convert it yourself if you want to be old fashioned. Personally I feel classier using km, more continental. Looking forward to A team report.