Emma Pooley wins World TT title

tuesday ride - othg

Today my garmin let me down :( On the way back I looked at the time on the garmin and I hadn't realised that it had forgotten to update the time. It was still on Ibiza time...doh!

So in my panic to get home in time for my first patient, I panicked and pushed it a bit and stayed on the horrible A25 death road for the whole route. Only to find that when we got to Dorking I was an hour early!!! So I'm sorry to everyone that had to endure a less than picturesque ride back. The ride out was nice though :)

William the Conkerer

To Qualify for my Super Randonneur award (SR), and be counted in the top 10% of hardened night-riders, I only had to ride a 200km Audax, seeing that I had already ridden the 300, 400 & 600km distances this season. So it was that I came to enter the William the Conkerer event that started in Redhill and made a loop down to Battle, along into Kent, before returning via the North Downs and back to Redhill. Getting into the swing of all things Audax style I decided to ride out to the start which meant leaving home with lights on the bike. Arriving at the car park in Redhill I met up with fellow SWRC rider Jeremy Nason, who had chosen to ride, after having a mechanical in a similar event earlier in the year and not finishing.

After getting our brevet cards, we headed off together with the other 20 riders in small groups, past the regular C group destination of Redhill Aerodrome. A bit later we were passing other clubrun stops until finally reaching the Ashdown forest and the track that leads to St. Ives tearoom. Passing the lovely town of Crowborough, every where was closed and only the odd bloke walking his dog could be seen.


This first leg had been quite hilly and with 3000m of climbing the event was categorized as a Grimpeur and worth 3 Audax points. By the time we had reached Battle we were both ready for some proper food, so we pulled into the first tea stop we came across and ordered tea & cake.





Heading east into Kent I was not too far from Colin’s recent 12 hr TT course I had been at a couple of weeks ago, as well as my own 400km Man of Kent Audax I had ridden in August.

The next checkpoint was at Wittersham where we stopped at the war memorial to gain the relevant information for the question posed on our brevet cards.







Heading north now past Benenden & Cranbrook, where the local SERRL road race had just finished and riders were riding back to the village hall. Next stop was Goudhurst and I was feeling peckish again and as there was a shop still open we stopped and had a look what was on offer. The lady running the shop was very obliging and put the kettle on to make us cups of coffee which I had with a delicious sticky Danish pastry. From here it wasn’t too far till where the organiser William was meeting us at a checkpoint in Yeading. I thought he had said when we started he would only have limited supplies but when we arrived he had a car boot full of sandwiches, drinks & biscuits, which we easily managed to put away too. From here we rode up to meet the north Downs at Eynsford where there was a beautiful view across the fields, covered in those circular bales of hay. Sorry but I didn’t get a photo here as I sped down hill into the village. From here we were heading back towards the finish and soon were getting on familiar roads and passing regular clubrun venues like Lullingstone castle. Passing Knockolt, Tatsfield and Titsey hill where the Bec hill climb / SWRC club Championship is taking place in a few weeks time. Then it wasn’t too much further and then almost all down hill past Bletchingley and into Redhill, 210km completed.

2 x 50 (+ 25)

A last chance to improve my BBAR standing before the end of season with the last couple of 50 mile time trials, last week in the Team Swift '50' on my 'local' Etwall course on the A50 near Uttoxeter there was a full field of top riders with all top twelve BBAR contenders entered always fast and the competition always seems to bring out the best in riders. This week three in different parts of the country Yorkshire, E Anglia and the S. West so riders could pick and choose but the Swift event came first.

Fi - No 1. Helper

I have a problem with saddle sores after the 12 hour, never this bad before and do no respond to the usual treatment (antiseptic cream and walking like John Wayne!) require a visit to the doctor who confirms ulcers. The nurse is helpful and applies padded waterproof dressing to wound. The next day (Thurs) I'm able to ride for 30m carefully but I don't need to do much in the intervening week as I'm trying to get over the physical (& mental) damage of the 12 hour, Lack of sleep and hot and cold sweats all week leave me feeling a bit of a wreck but come the weekend I'm ready for a battle.

I'll have a McFluffy!

It's a late afternoon event and pretty windy so those with fast times are happy that it's going to be difficult to improve, wind will present the biggest obstacle to a fast ride today I have 1:50:38 to my name over 2 minutes down on my best so I should have a chance to go faster, I start cautiously and my legs feel good but try and hold a bit in reserve for the final push up to the turn, the "concrete mountain" they call it and with the wind it slows me to 58:00 at 25m. The return is a dream, the first 5m back covered in 9:13 but then a tricky leg out to Rocester from the McDonalds roundabout see me outside 22 minute for the next 10m then disaster! avoiding the 'rumble' strip (Ouch!) on the lead up to the Uttoxeter roundabout with 12m to go I puncture, straight down! I wait for Fiona who is out supporting and handing up a bottle to a friend (Mark on a three bottle strategy while most of us make do with one for the whole race) she has stopped to pick up another puncture victim and no space in the car and I want to finish the race anyway. 9:36 and 10:13 my final two 5m splits with the wind taken out of my sails by the puncture but I've done the hard (slow) bit so why not enjoy the fast (hard) bit, time would have given me a seasons best but I have to make do with 1:56:22 one of my chances taken.

Puncture victim (pic by Placid_casual)

When I see the times come in some are spectacular, Julian Jenkinson (UTAG- Yamaha) BBAR leader wins the event with seasons best 1:41:27 Joel Wainman (Swift) who has been consistently fast all season 2nd 1:42:48 and BBAR 2nd settles for 3rd Andy Bason (Pedal Rev) 1:43:06 What must they have done into the wind?

Another week of rest and my sores are much improved and I have the Stone Whs. '25' on the Sat PM, again on the A50 but this time starting at Blyth Br. at the '50' turn, unfortunately the wind has also been mirrored for the day but we have a blindingly fast start and excruciatingly hard finish up the 'mountain' 10:05, 8:31 and 10:04 splits put me at 31.4mph and I'm still above 30mph with 5m to go but nearly 13 minutes for the final 5m give me a final time of 53:12, good enough for 12th place. As I warm down the rain begins to fall, I have asked for an early start as I'm racing on the Sunday and to my disappointment the rain becalms the wind and the late starters gain the benefits, scratch man Barry (Baz) Charlton (Lyme RC) wins in 48:52 with Charles Taylor (S. Pennine) sneaking over 30mph with 49:59 Alf Hilton (Congleton) 3rd in 50:54

Baz (in the rain)


I have chosen the Severn RC '50' on the A419 between Cricklade and Cirencester as I resolve that I'm likely to get a faster morning than the Yorkshire RC event on Saturday afternoon (I'm right) and my attempt to ride both last year ended in a bout of cramp and me missing my target in both. A more selective approach here, I suppose If I really wanted to target this event then I should have not ridden on Saturday afternoon but I'm as fit as I will ever get and most of my racing is predicated on being able to 'back up' your rides I just make sure I have a 20 min warm down after the '25' on the rollers (25 min warm up!)
Sunday morning is colder than of late and a bit breezy from the West across the course but see where that got us last week! start is 5m from the HQ so I just ride there and watch the riders come and go on this two lapper. I'm a late starter (they have collected all the 'fast' men together to avoid bunching and the pacing that marred last years event. I start 'full gas' there will be no further chance, 11 min 5m splits should do it and I'm only 3 seconds shy at the beginning and then 10 seconds inside. A tricky hill up to the far turn drops my average but 40mph payback and 10:57/10:34 sees me bang on 55:00 at 25m. It's not warmed up and a rider crashes on a side road into a turning car, next to a man taking photographs, he is walking wounded but has a bad gash over his eye, the race continues. Lack of concentration costs me 40 seconds and I'm in & out the saddle urging a bit more speed out of the dead conditions and although my style is not altogether laboured I don't seem to have 'it' today, two splits at 11:13 and Adam Topham (High Wycombe) catches me for 5 min at 40m and takes the wind out of my sails, I had not been tracking other riders only Jon Shubert (Verulam) 10 min in front and we are pretty level. Lack of concentration costs me 45 seconds on the penultimate split 11:46 and I only have the final 5m (10:23) to give me 1:51:25 good enough for equal 5th with Shubert. Scott Povey (Warwickshire RC) wins with 1:43:54 on a 'fixed' a near minute in front of Jenkinson 1:44:47 and Topham third 1:45:05
It's been a difficult few weeks and in a way I'm glad its over, a few more races to finish off the season and I can reflect fully on what I got right and wrong. Fate can be a cruel master and if luck is his lady companion is against you then your destiny can be in the balance. In the week when the Pope called for more faith in society you know superstition won't be far behind, you can try to outwit them both but it leaves you precious spare to do your best. It's difficult getting to the end of a season knowing that you didn't get the best out of yourself (or your fitness) , what I have learned is these two impostors have played their part in the things I have achieved so far, and coming to terms with the more negative role they play in sport is something I have not experienced since my comeback, I have the belief that I did my best, I will have to be wary of them in the future.

Team Swift '50' result here

Stone Whs. '25' result here

Severn RC '50' result here

Kent CA 12 Hour -

I've had to sit down and write some unedifying accounts of races in the last season and I'm dreading how to tackle this one bearing in mind, it did not go as planned or give me a satisfactory outcome beyond the fact that I finished and in doing so I now have a complete set of distances for this years BBAR. My distance 259.847 mile almost twenty miles short of my best and at least a mile per hour short of what I would have expected even in the worst outcome

Satisfaction is always going to be a comparative state so maybe I should wait a little longer to reflect or use some different criteria to judge my performance (this is what most people are suggesting when they console you on a bad ride), Did I overestimate my opportunity or the toughness of the challenge, there's always an element of this, when you are fit you might have a tendency to feel that it might be easy but it’s the result that matters. There is no doubt that I am in good condition, my recent ‘100’ prove that I am not far off my best but my result is not good enough to get me into the top echelon that I desire and that hurts
Breckland - Result that never was

There is also the fact that I was doing this event because the Breckland event was cancelled at 200m (8Hrs) and I have had to get used to the fact that my fitness and focus on that day had been ‘wasted’, ignoring all the reasons for this just extending my form for a few more weeks to ride another event with all the effort and time of another half day, not that I'd do anything different again given the opportunity - that's what it takes! But sitting here in the cold light with the result in my lap I am having difficulty seeing through to the sport, it all seems like some cruel joke at my expense

No matter that my distance would have won the event last year (six of the last ten years) on this tough and unremitting course down in the SE corner of the country.

Kent courses now that most DC roads are off limits bearing in mind the traffic levels in the South East are not known for their speed, you would say unfashionably slow, not since the 80's when Lloyd broke the '10' on the Q10/19 (A21)have they garnered national records, those have gone to the less populated regional roads. The Kent CA event has a reputation for being exposed and hilly being based around Romney Marshes and the hop growing area of inland roads from Tenderden to Ashford. I knew this and the results of recent years were similarly dauntingly slow but it was my only remaining opportunity and I had to make the best of it.
Brothers Alan and Phil had stepped up to the mark to be my helpers for the day and we went for a little ride to the HQ from our base in Headcorn to test the roads on a warm sunny Saturday evening. We were up at 4am it was cloudless but colder than of late and I hoped the wind would be less than of late. I'd ridden the team Swift '10' the previous weekend in unprecedented gales that saw me record a decent 21:30 on the new National Record course (17:56 by Hutch a month before) but even he only just scraped inside 30mph with 19:57 and my uneven splits of 9:04 (34mph) and 12:30 (24mph) tell the story of the day.
I was the fastest man in the field and as such all eyes were on me, but I was too concerned about, not getting lost on the initial route and settling down into a decent racing rhythm, I need not have worried about the course it was well signed and marshaled. Before the first hour was up I had some inkling that it was going to feel like a long twelve hours, the flat roads around the Marshes were exposed and the wind was getting up. I found myself fighting my way up the seafront at Camber Sands along the esplanade into a fierce Easterly which had me fighting to keep 'evens' when I should have been eking out my effort for the remains of the event, the first hour garnered 25 miles but it was obvious I could not sustain this attrition, I went through 50m in 2:4 (my Av. Sp. here already below the 200m mark in the Breckland event!) Two big laps inland followed and we could get away from the wind but this was replaced with a substantial amount of climbing on the rolling countryside, 100m came up in 4:14:40 and local Steve Berry (San Fairy Ann) was a clear leader in 4:4:43, there was a clutch of riders within a couple of minutes of my time Andy Sheppard 4:13:39 (GS Stella) Paul Holdsworth (Houndslow & Dist.) 4:14:56 local Andy Miles (VC Elan) 4:16:10 and Brian Walker (Swift) 4:19:25
The next 100 miles which should be a stabilising time of the race proved to be the most difficult, there were many agricultural vehicles, combine harvesters, balers and tractors, I had to nip around on the narrow and windy roads those less speedy sat behind on a fog of dust and straw. I caught Walker for 15 minutes at 150m there were two laps of the Woodchurch circuit with a steep climb and my bearing in my wheel exploded and I had to change onto my spare bike at 178m. Luckily I was close to my help but the bike felt awful to ride as you would expect after nearly 8 hours on one bike
All change - again!

There was a brief flat section with a crosswind but relief for me as I could settle myself down for a few minutes and get some rhythm into my racing but it was all too brief on these unremitting roads before it climbed up to Hamstreet and up again towards the finishing circuit. I could not continue on this bike as the saddle was giving me grief but the ‘boys’ had a puncture on the car and were temporarily delayed in getting to me so I had to continue on until they caught up, a second change and I had a bit of a sit down for a few minutes to take stock. I just needed it to be over and began to clock watch with more than three hours remaining; Berry caught my going as strongly ready to break the course record which has stood for fifteen years (Ian Silvester when the event was the National Championship)
Finished

My computer had not worked when transferred onto my spare so I had over 2 hours unaccounted for, but with the stops I cannot imagine how my distance could be more than 264 miles which would have been a disaster so to find that it was less than 260 was a blow to my moral and the death knell for this seasons BBAR. I could not have averaged more than evens for the last 4 hours on top of the 22.6mph up to my bike change where I was already 38 minutes behind my Breckland speed of 24.2mph, I have to go away and re evaluate my season but I do seem to have been plagued by incidents in nearly every event I have made a target for this season, this has left me bewildered and not a little depressed when I think of all the time and effort my team and I have put into getting it right.

KCA 12 Hour Result Here

Simon Howard / Race of Truth

After riding a couple of road races and enjoying them, I decided a TT was in order after encouragement from Alan Parkinson. I opted to do the swrc 25 mile open event which was held on Sunday 12th in Horsham. After riding portions of the course the previous week with Martin Koester ( Club tt secretary), I felt it would be a new challenge. I set the alarm for 5.00am on the morning of the event to give me plenty of time to arrive and prepare. It was a clear and sunny morning when I got there. I warmed up and headed off to the start, feeling slightly nervous. I went off sixth, and was looking forward to the challenge ahead. As I started the nerves subsided, and I tried to get into a solid rhymn, without starting too hard. I held back for the first 10 minutes, as I knew pacing was the key. Once I had got a sweat up, I then tried upping the tempo. I succeeded and felt good. By now, I had ridden around 8 or 9 miles and still felt reasonably strong. I then encountered the one climb, which went better than anticipated. On the way down I focused on upping the tempo again, which I managed to maintain. By now, I'd ridden about 20 miles, and was thinking about the finish. My legs were starting to tighten up, so to encourage myself I thought about the Guinness I would drink later!

By now, I only had a couple of miles left. I pushed on, and crossed the line hoping for a reasonable time. I rode back to the village hall where we would get the times.... I really had enjoyed the event. My legs were starting to seize up , I felt I'd dished out some self harm. That's what it's all about [isn't it]. Whatever the time was, didn't matter . I loved it. The time was irrelevant. I'd managed 59min 18 sec. I'd recommened it 2 any 1. Give it a go, get rid of some demons.

Simon, the last time he could only get water or cola after a ride.

Sharpthorne

This weeks destination for the A's was to be Duddleswell tea room in the Ashdown forest, but as you can see from the title, we didn't quite make it. The day was drizzling as 4 of us met up at the carpark as normal, this week being joined by Howard from Weybridge who had decided he would see what it was all about. A direct route meant going past Betchworth which I didn't much fancy, so I had suggested heading south over the Downs as far as Horsham then heading eastward until we hit the Ashdown. Niall punctured descending Whitedown and then again as we reached Ardinly where I too had to mend a slow puncture.

This was just the omen Mark needed to say lets not go any further and in a moment of weakness we agreed and that is how we ended 8 miles short of our designated stop.

As it happened it turned out to be a rather good decision as Gino, the proprietor, was very welcoming and there was also a live musician playing (Saturday's 12-2pm). Not only that, but he food was a 9/10 for both me and Matt. I forgot to ask the others, but all of us found it difficult to pull our selves away from the warm room to get back out into the drizzle once again. It was only when we were half way home that the sun started to show it's face. Mark was feeling strong on the way home, the result of the week spent in the Alps no doubt. Howard, I found out at the tea stop had done plenty of epic mountain bike events and so was quite capable of staying the distance today and hopefully we will see him our with us again.

High Beeches

No one seemed to know the way from Betchworth to High Beeches, so it was lucky that Jane had decided to join us for the first time in years. She has a head full of routes learned from Gary Smith over the years. This is the route we took.




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Lullingstone

Saturday’s A group numbered just four, holidays (Trevor), racing (Andy), support crew for Colin Parkinson’s 12 hour (Alan) and mechanical problems (Mark Packman), amongst other things; depleted our numbers.

Sabin’s ride almost never started when he was felled, while stationary, by an out of control rider on a fixed on the way down Pebble Combe while stationary in a queue of traffic! Undaunted we set off in determined fashion for Lullingstone following a fairly direct route via Salfords, Outwood, Blindley Heath, Four Elms then a little loop via Yorks Hill because a bit of 20-25% gradient is always character building. Based on memory and a brief look at the map we skirting the M25/26 junction and arrived at a very quite Lullingstone Castle visitors centre in good time at 1130. We should done the cultural bit and gone to look at the castle but we forgot, so here’s a picture pinched from the web!

We admitted defeat on the return and used the route saved in my Garmin, so much easier than stopping at each junction for a conference and guess work (B groups take note!). Our lumpy return route took us via Knockholt to rejoin the climb out of Westerham up to the top of Botley Hill. From here Sabin and Matt headed North back towards town and Richard and I dropped down to Godstone and returned to Dorking via Bletchingley, Nutfield and a route south of the A25. From here Richard headed for Ranmore while I did the usual Juniper, Headley route home.

Distances and photography not quite up to the epics of recent weeks but there were only four of us!