This time I was heading off to Pagham which is a few miles along the
South Coast from Bognor. Youd better leave early as you took
all day last time said my wife. Oh, that was because
Adam was map-reading I said, Ill be much quicker this time (forgetting
to tell her that this was a road route versus the off-road route we
used in June).
The route is actually very simple as I stuck to A-roads. Out of my
front door and within half a mile I am on the A24 which I follow through
Epsom, Ashtead and past the Dorking cock (where I picked up a puncture
on the gravelly surface of the cycle path) and then along to North
Holmwood and Beare Green. Yes I could have ridden the back lanes to
get there and no, the A24 isnt the most scenic of routes especially
the lengthy dual carriageway sections but it gets you where you want
to go in the most direct route.
At Beare Green I bear right and join the A29 slowing down ever so
briefly to point out to a couple of old fellas on the grass verge
that no I wasnt part of the official ride they were marshalling
and yes I was going the right way.
The A29 is a much nicer ride. Single carriageway and despite following
Stane
Street, the Roman Road that went from London to Chichester there
are some nice curvy sections to keep you happy as well as some extremely
straight rolling sections where you can gather a bit of momentum on
the downs and power up the climbs. The small villages that you pass
through are quintessentially English with plenty of thatched cottages,
village green pubs and cricket pitches on view.
I was setting an average speed of 15 mph which isnt hugely fast
but I was a single rider heading directly into a strong South-Westerly
and I was happy with this.
The weather was reasonable too with sunny spells and although a light
rain started to fall at Ockley one advantage of the strong wind was
that the rain cloud was swiftly blown over and behind me. I had a
couple of bananas with me as well as a couple of Frusli bars and I
managed to peel the bananas on the move as I was determined to ride
this route without stopping. By the way, your teeth are very useful
for pulling the top off a banana but the stalky bit at the top of
the skin doesnt taste very nice.
The miles rolled by and it was useful to follow my progress on the
cycle computer. I dont normally have one of these fitted to
the Bianchi as I know every inch, pothole and manhole cover of my
never changing 18-mile
cycle commute route.
I was especially interested in my cadence as I have never had a clue
what cadence I ride. It varied from between 64 to 80 per minute (whats
the measurement, is it revs or what?). Do I use too many brackets
in my sentences (and does anyone even care?). But anyway it's not
bad for just £15 from Tesco!
More miles went by and the South
Downs started to appear in my vision. I know from regularly driving
this route that there is a reasonable climb over the South Downs and
that my car struggles over it and so at circa 40 miles into the ride
I was at the foot of Bury Hill.
Bury Hill is reasonably steep at
11%. In fact it compares with the ramp at the start of the Alpe
dHuez (also tackled by me in
July) in terms of the gradient. However at only 0.8 miles or 1.3
km long Bury Hill is a tenth of the length of the famous Alpe; check
out the Alpe profile. Bury hill climb is completed by the time
you are out of the red zone. Having said that I found it slightly
harder than I expected. It wasn't until later that I realised that
I rode everywhere in the alps on the Bianchi on a 50/34 whilst the
Specialized allez is a 52/39. So props to Sam for riding this in the
Alps whilst his old dad span up the mountain behind him.
From the top of Bury Hill there is a wonderful straight road of circa
five miles where you are slightly descending. Knowing that I had got
the big climb of the day out of the way I was able to get into my
aero tuck position and push on the big gears to ride this section
at circa 28 mph.
I finally approach Bognor although I dont hit the seafront but
follow the signs to Pagham which takes you via numerous roundabouts
to a shingle beach with a blustery wind. It had really started to
rain by now so I didnt bother with a beachfront shot until the
following day and made my way
to where we were staying for the weekend.
It was only 55 miles but it was a rewarding ride and as already mentioned
completed in one hit without pausing for a break.
all
photos and content copyright of Richard Sear 1999 to 2012
Date: 18th September
2011
Riders: Richard
Tour of Britain Stage
8a & 8b: road-ride
Weather: 18°C
It's
the final stage of
the Tour of Britain
split into a time
trial in the morning
and a criterium or
road race in the afternoon.
I
get on the road bike
and ride up to Tower
Bridge just in time
to see the last 5
riders coming through
and then it's a 3-hour
wait for the criterium
to start. But having
been to the Alps to
follow the Tour this
year I'm used to that
and fill my time by
riding around the
course and stopping
to investigate anything
that looks like fun.
There's
plenty going on with
a charity ide and
a 'celebrity' ride
although the celebs
are very much Z-list
with the exception
of Ned Boulting. More
waiting and a bit
of schmoozing with
Rapha Condor Sharp,
checking out the Team
buses and the kit
on display and collecting
any freebies on offer
and then it's time
for the race ably
won by Mark Cavendish.
It's
a bit damp for the
ride home but still
very mild and all
in all a very good
day out.
I havent
ridden the MTB for what seems like ages but its a beautiful
morning to get back out on the trails. A so-called Indian summer sees
the temperature hit 20 degrees today (in the UK an Indian Summer is
what we call it when we get a dry weekend or two in September as we
try to persuade ourselves that the fact that the weather was shite
in June, July and August wasnt another wasted year).
The PA has lain unused in the garage for weeks now and a flat rear
tyre gives me the opportunity to try out a recent purchase, a WTB
Raptor 2.1 which I place on the front whilst moving the Continental
Pro to the rear. My lack of trail riding and a certain unfamiliarity
with the levels of grip lead to one cloth-touching moment as the front
loses grip on a fast soft bermed corner leading to a yelped whooooaaaahhh!
from me as I drop my inside leg out for balance and wait for the front
to grip again which it luckily does.
Despite being advertised as a Tim-led ride, Nick takes over and leads
us on a tour of all the interesting trails including a pause at the
Canyon, a monster double which looks pretty unforgiving;
its certainly too big for me to consider. We watch a rider take
two dry runs up at it before we decide to head on. More singletrack
pointed out to us by Howard and we follow his group down. There's
a bit of shouting up ahead but I ignore it as I roll over a step down.
I've got the front wheel on the ground and am just rolling out when
my large chainring catches on the top of the wooden re-inforcement
of the edge and over the bars I go in slow motion. I just did that
too says Howard's mate up ahead. Note to self; take more note of shouting
on the trails next time.
We head
down to Peaslake and then straight on up Holmbury Hill without a break
and the pace is proving too much for some riders as Rob, Adam and
Ross decide to head back tot he car cursing all the way that we decided
to start at the top of a hill today (Hurtwood car park 3) instead
of at the bottom.
The six
riders left tackle some more singletrack on Holmbury and whilst I'm
still full of riding my lack of MTB'ing is showing itself leading
to some dicey moments on the trails and I ride rather feebly down
BKB before the trawl back up to the car-park. Stamina 100%; Riding
skills 45% today.