We thought about seeing him off from Gala at he was starting about 0500, so no chance!
Well, that was a bit of a damp squib, and since I met him down at Porty it could easily have been a damp squid too.
After realising that there was a slight delay on his tracker, I arrived on his route to be told by a lady far too old to be a Radio 1 listener that I'd just missed him. Caught up with him to find nobody riding stoker and a pilot rider next to him, from the Jonas Vingegaard school of road charm, telling me to back off in no uncertain terms (2nd word was definitely 'off'). The tandem had some fairly decent SPD SLs on the back so I wonder whether they slip on a baller on quiet parts of the route.
Followed the convoy as it was probably the safest way to ride through Edinburgh today and enjoyed milking the applause of those who had nothing better to do after their 2 seconds of Greg.
Eventually he ran a red light in town and I lost him. His route ran along the Western approach road and I didn't have the heart to tell the gathered groupies staring expectantly at their tracker on a bridge above it that he'd actually passed beneath them.
