In preparation for a charity ride to Belgium in 10 days’ time (if anyone wants details, PM me) I have been taking my bike with me pretty much. wherever I go. This weekend a friend who teaches history in Swansea had a party so this morning, after a night of downing Sharp’s Atlantic and eating chillies stuffed with cheese and after a fried breakfast in a golf club, I headed out to ride the length of the Gower.
I went there once when I was a student and I have no recollection of the hills. Cefn Bryn was a long slog to the highest point on the peninsula followed by a descent at 68kph (no, not fixed) and a wiggle along to Rhossili. One the way back the climb to Three Crosses saw me hitting about 8kph. Ended the ride on the Mumbles seafront.