On Friday evening I had a bridge match in Hove and since I hadn't done much distance mileage due to poor weather cancelling the club rides I decided to have a go at cycling there and back (I live near Horsham). I set off about 5:40pm through Horsham town center, straight down the A281, via Mannings Heath, Henfield (bustling with late night shoppers), onto the Devils Dyke road and over the South Downs (hell of a view over Brighton), over the A27 and down into Hove. 23.5 miles in total, dry, mild conditions. The match finished later than I expected and I didn't get out until nearly midnight. I was intending cycling back via Shoreham, Steyning, Partridge Green and along the minor roads back through Horsham but one of the team mates insisted on giving me a lift back home. I got the impression everyone thought I was taking my life in my hands attempting to cycle back home. The guy wouldn't even accept any money for petrol. He ended up doing a 54 mile round trip when he lived only 100 yards from the venue. Very kind of him I thought!
Was it really so silly of me to attempt this journey on a bike?
Was it really so silly of me to attempt this journey on a bike?