tubbycyclist
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Yesterday was the toughest yet. 370km from Moffat to Edinburgh and Barnard Castle. 2 blocks of wood for legs. Time to get cracking 

Anco is now home. just over 2.5 days to Edinburgh and back @22.55. Hardly credible.
No chapeau is big enough.
Well done Tubby....I'm very impressed with what you've achieved in this last 18 months...an inspiration.Yesterday was the toughest yet. 370km from Moffat to Edinburgh and Barnard Castle. 2 blocks of wood for legs. Time to get cracking![]()
Have read more of the thread. Am even more amazed at your interest.
Frank's updates on our sleeping and thinking was bang on the nail. Mcshroom lives in the Lakes so packing up there was always better than struggling and packing in Pocklington or Market Rasen which would have left a long and expensive trip home. Also he has mates helping at controls up there. He'll do it next time. We were together for many hours on the early stages and drafted each other, but he was often faster than me.
With hindsight I would not have spent a night in the Enfield Travelodge which was so hot I was dripping sweat all night and slept for three hours max. So many of us started already tired. And I would have made an effort to get over Yad Moss in the day and do the Lockerbie road in the dark, it's flat and straight and impossible to go wrong on the nav. And I would have thought much more about the implications of arriving, as I did, at Moffat as it closed, leaving me with maybe a five or six hour ride over big hills to Edinburgh to certainly arrive as it closed, so no sleep there, and be faced with 170k to the next beds. Making a day of more than 300k.
But all I did was pay my money, ride the bike a bit - sometimes with mates in the land of Johnny Foreigner - and rock up on the morning armed only with a steely determination to enjoy the ride. Which I did. i absolutely loved it. At the start Charlotte (OTP) took my photograph. I asked if I looked fit and determined. She said: "You look terrified."
But the truth is that much of the time I was a quivering wreck struggling with exhaustion. The Howardian Hills are sometimes 18% gradients and we all walked them, even the tough Finnish machine. On Yad Moss at midnight my chain came off the front cogs and - oh joy - also jammed in the back cassette. I was all wobbly and dizzy and needed to lean against the bike to stop myself falling over while I used a handful of grass to stop getting grease all over my fingers and extricate the thing. No tears were shed in the freeing of that chain but very, very nearly. And in some godforsaken tiny village at 1am somewhere I had to stop and sit on a wall and drink some water to have a rest as I simply couldn't go on. It was a real struggle and I was dwarfed by the challenge. I'm sure others will be along later with great tales of derring do, but for me it was a humbling experience, because sometimes on hard audaxes in the long night hours you get to look into your soul and you don't always like what you see.
Tuesday evening roundup:
LongMart probably now fast asleep at Barnard Castle
Redflight going ok. Was at Brampton heading South at 5:45. Presumably crossing back over the Pennines now. Might make BC around midnight
Something funny has gone wrong with Pete's timings. He's just got somewhere but the system says it's Traquair - but he was at Eskdalemuir a few hours ago, so he might actually be at Brampton. (EDIT: he is now: got there at 10:45pm - well done, Pete!)
Tim made Eskdalemuir by 9pm. May stay there or push on to get to Brampton for around 2am.
sometimes on hard audaxes in the long night hours you get to look into your soul and you don't always like what you see.
I've obviously been part-regretting not riding as I've followed your and others' progress.
Am awake after a night in own bed. Feel terrible. V tired. The endorphins and adrenalin have worn off, obvs. With hindsight and on reflection, feel even more chuffed that I got as far as I did. Doing more than 600k is a small victory for me.
My original "plan", if you can call it that, was to maybe get to Pocklington or Market Rasen and sleep long, then ride a 200k DIY audax verified by my GPS track back to the start, which would be my audax for August and my 12th monthly ride so I could wear a little badge. (And yes, it is pointless. But we all have our little goals.) i never thought I'd get so far that I would be so tired I couldn't do the 200k. I think I did OK for an old fat bloke who is nearly 60.
And thanks for messages of support, both on here and privately in messages and texts. I never knew you cared.
As always you are right. About to start second breakfast. It is easier than the other option, which is to go back to bed. Trouble is, bed is upstairs and I couldn't manage the stairs just yet. Had to come down backwards. Legs seem a bit leaden.You might find you are a little peckish over the next few days...