Mattberkshire
Super Member
My commute takes me from Aldermaston to Winchester (in hampshire). It is absolutely gorgeous scenery and fantastic biking roads that normally takes my breathe away and leaves me with a big smile when I get to work.
But....on the way home tonight I hit a thunderstorm. Every hill had a line of wet gravel/mud a foot wide waiting to take me down, every corner had a crown of wet, shiny tamac waiting to slip me up. Evey car in the other direction went through a large puddle covering me in muddy water. My visor fogged and when I opened it a crack the inside of it and my glasses got soaked so I couldn't see. Some puddles were so deep I pulled my feet up out of the way to avoid a soaking. Today was the first day I didn't overtake anyone. I was slower than the cars. I was almost upright through most corners for fear of ending up on my arse.
But....when I got home I was grinning from ear to ear. Wow. That was total concentration and, in hindsight, total fun!:rockon::rockon::rockon:
But....on the way home tonight I hit a thunderstorm. Every hill had a line of wet gravel/mud a foot wide waiting to take me down, every corner had a crown of wet, shiny tamac waiting to slip me up. Evey car in the other direction went through a large puddle covering me in muddy water. My visor fogged and when I opened it a crack the inside of it and my glasses got soaked so I couldn't see. Some puddles were so deep I pulled my feet up out of the way to avoid a soaking. Today was the first day I didn't overtake anyone. I was slower than the cars. I was almost upright through most corners for fear of ending up on my arse.
But....when I got home I was grinning from ear to ear. Wow. That was total concentration and, in hindsight, total fun!:rockon::rockon::rockon: