Earth, Wind, and Tyres

The main subject matter on all the UK road cycling blogs I follow this weekend was the weather, I went out on Saturday but Sunday was just too grim for my liking.

I went out with Huw, he’s in Uni here from Bournemouth and wanted to ride The Bwlch because his grandparents live near there. Although it was dry the wind was ridiculous, it was howling right into our faces for the entire 25 miles from Swansea to the top of the mountain.

The 4 mile climb is no biggie usually but the gale had me out of the saddle at times just to force my way through. Huw really felt it, Bournemouth is pretty flat apparently so he got a bit of a baptism of fire, probably for the best because it’ll be much more memorable. My first ride up there was in less than perfect conditions too but will always be the one I think about.

It was so miserable that even the sheep couldn’t be arsed to moved when we rode past them, it was that baaaaaaaad.

This sums up Sunday…