Mr Haematocrit
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Today I went for a ride of the olympic cycle route, kindly organized by Sigma Sport in Hampton Wick.. Started off really well and in gorious sunshine until we were decending into a roundabout and I heard the loud clatter of some of the group hitting the tarmac. On the decent into the roudabout there was some oil which caught some of the group out. I never saw it or felt it.
There was road rash a plenty and various components, water bottles seperated from the bikes.
Some really kind motorist stopped and attended first aid to the needy while Sigma called a car fitted with a bike rack to ferry people back who no longer wished to continue.
Horrible sight and not one I will ever get used to. On one hand I have deep concern for those hurt and feel for them having their pride and joy damaged, but on the other hand I can not help but feel relief I was not included in the accident, This however makes me feel really bad, guilty and selfish. Do others feel this way when witnessing an accident?
Anyway everyone could walk afterwards, and bikes can be replaced so you have to be thankfull for this small mercy.
Before starting out, I brought some additional CO2 canisters and tempted fate. During the first climb I was really struggling and it soon became apparent I had a punchure, which resulted in me having to stop unfortunately nobody else noticed me stopping and my breathless shouts were not heard. So there I am fixing punchures in an area I am not really familiar with. After fixing the punchure I found some lovely lady who showed me to box hill, we had a great chat and nice time. After climbing box hill I was hot and bothered and a bit messy from punchure fixing so caught a train from Guildford to waterloo and rode home from an area I am familiar with but rarely cycle in.. Sure some of those mad men who communte in London could with the TDF, some are seriously quick, brave, stupid.. Although I noticed red traffic lights are optional for fixies.. Strange ride
There was road rash a plenty and various components, water bottles seperated from the bikes.
Some really kind motorist stopped and attended first aid to the needy while Sigma called a car fitted with a bike rack to ferry people back who no longer wished to continue.
Horrible sight and not one I will ever get used to. On one hand I have deep concern for those hurt and feel for them having their pride and joy damaged, but on the other hand I can not help but feel relief I was not included in the accident, This however makes me feel really bad, guilty and selfish. Do others feel this way when witnessing an accident?
Anyway everyone could walk afterwards, and bikes can be replaced so you have to be thankfull for this small mercy.
Before starting out, I brought some additional CO2 canisters and tempted fate. During the first climb I was really struggling and it soon became apparent I had a punchure, which resulted in me having to stop unfortunately nobody else noticed me stopping and my breathless shouts were not heard. So there I am fixing punchures in an area I am not really familiar with. After fixing the punchure I found some lovely lady who showed me to box hill, we had a great chat and nice time. After climbing box hill I was hot and bothered and a bit messy from punchure fixing so caught a train from Guildford to waterloo and rode home from an area I am familiar with but rarely cycle in.. Sure some of those mad men who communte in London could with the TDF, some are seriously quick, brave, stupid.. Although I noticed red traffic lights are optional for fixies.. Strange ride