Martin wasn't kidding when he said it was hilly!
I've had a good workout today, and I only did the first half, so the others have earned their stripes.
As seems usual when I've got an early start, I woke up at 5 am, half an hour before my alarm. After getting ready and several times wandering outside to see how cold it was, I decided to stick with leggings and my Night Vision jacket. When rolling down the hill towards Luton station, it felt quite cold, so I reasoned I'd warm up later. After stopping off to get some cash, I was amused to see a police car zoom through the pedestrian area, with sirens, to then stop outside McDonalds. Either they were late for their breakfast, or someone was trying to riot inside..........
Once in London, after a quick dash from West Hampstead to Victoria, I was soon at Bromley South, where Martin & Tim were waiting. After a few more arrivals, we set off in a vaguely southerly direction. I've never been in this part of London before, but it doesn't look too different from all the rest! After picking up Ian and Stu, we fairly quickly started to get to the countryside.
Bearing in mind all the recent TV programmes about the 75th anniversary of the Spitfire, it was nice to see the other Battle of Britain stalwart, the Hurricane, as part of the Gate Guardian duo outside Biggin Hill. That and the Spitfire alongside are
replicas.
It was a bit sad though to see the RAF blocks looking very desolate and run down.
After Biggin Hill, there's a very steep hill, which fortunately we were going down, although being my usual cautious self, I didn't exceed 40 mph. No doubt others went faster! After rolling over the M25, there was another little climb
where we met up with Ross and Frank in Westerham. And then basically from then on. it was the same sort of thing - up a lot, down a lot, along a bit, then up a bit, down a bit and repeat!
Eventually, we started to see tell-tale signs we were getting close to our destination:-
and we got to the Ypres Castle pub at around 1.20 or so, which was good going considering the terrain.
As for the £11 Fish & Chips......
the general consensus was, there could have been more chips.
Heading outside again, Stu left us to get to the station, and then a few miles down the road, at around 2.30, I left everyone else heading for the hills.
After a quick dash for Ashford, and the HS1, I was then home just after 5 pm, having done just over 80 miles. I could definitely tell I was struggling a little bit towards the end though, although I blame that on the fact my blood was only 7/8ths of its normal capacity.
It's a good route with lots of good scenery - even some lovely stretches of smooth tarmac.
Thanks Martin for organising this - my legs will recover at some point...........
I hope everyone else got back OK.
All the photos are shown
here.