But, grim weather forecasts of cyclonic fury, thunderstorms and the like, dissuaded an unlucky number, yes thirteen, from getting out of bed. So we were down to 29 at the start in High Ham, near Langport. Which is on a bloody great big hill, which we went down to start. There were over 150 starters for the Merry Monk, the 100km lightweight version that started after and finished before us.
I'm not going to describe today's ride in words, go and ride it, it was beautiful. There were times when it wasn't a vicious headwind or pouring rain, but not many. I loved the 60 mile leg actually into the wind, that was character-building. It was great to do it with Martyn, I think you need company on really long and/or tough rides, but there were a few in the 29 riding solo.
Alas, five of our fellowship were forced to bail, although all will have still ridden a fair way and deserve great credit for getting out of bed and having a crack.
Actually, as these few pictures do show, it was actually sunny for a lot of the time. And though we both tired towards the end, especially in the endless circling of Glastonbury Tour, on balance it was a very sunny day in our heads and hearts. The scenery, the exercise, the mutual support and real camaraderie, I think it's a rare thing. You don't see it, but you will, we are not invisible!
Here are the pictures:
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