johnnyb47
Guru
Hi.
There's some day's you never forget whilst cycling and i think today is one of them for me.
The sun was shining and i had a brilliant tail wind to propel me along at an amazing pace.
The road was smooth with undulating climbs and decents and felt like a pro (but probably looked more like a prat)
In the distance i saw a tractor bumbling down the road and pressed on, in a vein attempt to catch it. I was in the highest gear possible and could only hear that lovely hollow noise coming from my deep section wheels. My white legs that would be more in keeping to the legs of an oil rig couldn't spin any faster if i tried, and was soon clocking 30mph on the flats.
Before i knew it i had caught the tractor up who was trundling along about 25mph.
A hill came and it started pulling away from me as i slowed. I saw the driver who had "clocked me" a mile or so back look back and grin at me.
By the time i got to the top of the hill i wasn't a pretty sight. The tractor had gained some distance from me but i wasn't finished yet. The road ahead was long and flat and with the great tail wind, i was Bradley Wiggins again. After a mile or so i caught up again. I think the driver was quite impressed as he put his hand up to me.
This childish but enjoyable cat and mouse chase went on for 10 miles until eventually the tractor driver pulled up by a farm gate to open. I was absolutely knackered by now and stopped by him to take a breather. The first thing he did was throw a can of Coke out of his cab saying i think you need that after cycling so hard. We had good chat and laugh about it all before i got on my way.
Coming back home though was a different story. The head wind was horrendous and then the last 10 miles i was greeted by torrential rain. Stupidly enough i used my summer road bike today which is minus mudguards and by the time i got home i was soaked through.
Baring in mind I'm 50 and i should be behaving more sensibly at my age, but it reminds me of my younger days when would race a tractor coming home from school on many occasions.
Tomorrow when i get up for work I'm sure my body will let me know I'm not young anymore and will pay the price for today's madness of a 40 mile ride
Still good fun though and I'm sure today's ride will be one to remember.
All the very best,
Johnny 👍
There's some day's you never forget whilst cycling and i think today is one of them for me.
The sun was shining and i had a brilliant tail wind to propel me along at an amazing pace.
The road was smooth with undulating climbs and decents and felt like a pro (but probably looked more like a prat)
In the distance i saw a tractor bumbling down the road and pressed on, in a vein attempt to catch it. I was in the highest gear possible and could only hear that lovely hollow noise coming from my deep section wheels. My white legs that would be more in keeping to the legs of an oil rig couldn't spin any faster if i tried, and was soon clocking 30mph on the flats.
Before i knew it i had caught the tractor up who was trundling along about 25mph.
A hill came and it started pulling away from me as i slowed. I saw the driver who had "clocked me" a mile or so back look back and grin at me.
By the time i got to the top of the hill i wasn't a pretty sight. The tractor had gained some distance from me but i wasn't finished yet. The road ahead was long and flat and with the great tail wind, i was Bradley Wiggins again. After a mile or so i caught up again. I think the driver was quite impressed as he put his hand up to me.
This childish but enjoyable cat and mouse chase went on for 10 miles until eventually the tractor driver pulled up by a farm gate to open. I was absolutely knackered by now and stopped by him to take a breather. The first thing he did was throw a can of Coke out of his cab saying i think you need that after cycling so hard. We had good chat and laugh about it all before i got on my way.
Coming back home though was a different story. The head wind was horrendous and then the last 10 miles i was greeted by torrential rain. Stupidly enough i used my summer road bike today which is minus mudguards and by the time i got home i was soaked through.
Baring in mind I'm 50 and i should be behaving more sensibly at my age, but it reminds me of my younger days when would race a tractor coming home from school on many occasions.
Tomorrow when i get up for work I'm sure my body will let me know I'm not young anymore and will pay the price for today's madness of a 40 mile ride
Still good fun though and I'm sure today's ride will be one to remember.
All the very best,
Johnny 👍