Thanks to all for coming. Five or so of us at Cutty Sark Gardens where Pippa emerged from the foot tunnel en route to East Croydon.
Eleven of us by the time we left Forest Hill, then on to East Croydon where there were a lot of familiar faces and many many others. I don’t think anyone was really sure of the number – 30? 35? A tad more?
We all left together but it was clear that we weren’t going to stay that way and anyway it was safer to split en route. Bunches of us did the traditional regrouping at certain spots, the hill out of Redhill as the crocks struggled, various places along the way, the stop at the Ansty Cross pub.
Every year it’s different and this time, on the fast road by Gatwick where I sometimes put on a bit of speed I really enjoyed purrring along drafting a car which had clearly decided to get to Brighton at a very steady 16mph.
Various groups scattered around Brighton and six of us managed as usual end up on the beach for fish and chips and a nice seasonally chilled beer.
Another great memorable day – respect to the original seven who started this four years ago and to the folks who kept it going last year amidst appalling weather when I was unavoidably somewhere warmer.
Thanks to all for the pics and video footage
Apologies to the guy (I’m awful on names) whose Tifosi I was chatting about and admiring on the early morning run to Forest Hill – and then managed to knock over at the Ansty beer stop. Trust it’s OK.
Thanks to all who enjoyed the day and truly shared the road – spectators, various folks by the side of the road with their car and vehicle collections, to the old crocks and their cheery occupants, to the mostly very patient modern car drivers, to the marshals and the police.
cheers chaps – to next year