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Was I the only one that saw the bloody great owl that flew over our heads a bit after the first puncture stop?

What time is this leaving gents?

......and estimated time to complete?

I am the Enfield Diesel of fast cadences. Seriously.

Many thanks to Jonny and Tim and all the TNRC regulars for a great route and making us so welcome.

I was about a millimetre away from cycling up to green lanes for a post match kebab on the way home.

Thanks dude, but I don't think we'll be able to make london fields by then - we'll try and follow your route out and see if we catch up on the way.

I'll be leaving Hatton Garden with chum at around 6 if anyone wants to join us.

Thought you was TNRCing it tonight, trying to prove your honesty or something to do with pterodactyls...

I am (or hopefully I am.)

Trying to avoid too much boozing this week.

And get some miles in.

......Always friday to consider though.

If I can make Norths, I will volunteer - will confirm by lunchtime.

Any group I lead will involve mandatory Swaines action.

Damn right!

Add me to the list!

Did some circumnavigations last night, in lycra, in the dark.

Awesome, except for the friggin deer all over the road.

Would like to add me and a chum on the 'lacticulating pain mission' ride out if we can get out of work on time...what time is that meeting and where?

Please don't say UTFS ;)

Tosser in Regents = Yes.

Richmond, not this time...

Rumble....snarl...moan...incredible sound.

You could even see the crazy, distorted light around the exhaust tips.

So I'd just finished a few gruelling RP laps and I'm sweating my way around the top by primrose hill when I hear a rumble...

Said rumble grows in aural magnitude til it almost feels like the air is humming. By this time, even my oxygen depleted brain has cottoned on that something large and angry sounding is coming up behind and pretty damned fast. I look back....and up and WOOOSH...a fucking Lancaster bomber flies over about 200 metres directly above my head before pulling up into a big banking turn over Lords. AWESOME! In fact so awesome that I was within a gnats cock length of barreling straight into the kerb.

Even better, about a minute later he turns around and comes straight back the other way!

Road the rest of the way home humming the Dambusters theme.

By an old waterpump, middle of Soho, just along from Carnaby Street.

For Westies: there is a shop that sends cans just next door.....

The green man peeps. That's where it's at.

I'm there fairly regularly - (geared) old silver Colnago normally.

just to make it clear, I'm not going to Camden for 'afters' this time, m'kay?

Cider Cider Cider....

Tora tora tora....

What time?

Green man, green pavement. I'm there. Hopefully.

1. MA3K
   
2. mattty
   
3. jaw
   
4. Oliver Schick
   
5. Wibble (probably)
   
6. murtle
   
7. Brakerloo line (pending engineering works)
   
8. Stompy.
   
9. Kirth
   
10. damo (bus replacement service)
    
11. Jung
    

And a great ride home, especially when after fitting my big old Raleigh through a gap in the Picadilly traffic Balki smashes a car mirror following me. cue shouts of "go go go!"

More like obliterated a mirror! I got hit by shrapnel following him through the gap....

Selle Italia - just for creating the first Flite Ti, a superlight saddle that was ALL day comfy, for me at least.

Raleigh - for giving many of us our first experience of cycling and at one producing so many bikes that they didn't have to bother with new tool standards.

Hi Fella,

Vaguely my area of expertise.

I'd avoid Champagne, it's not especially attractive and you'll be amazed how mechanised much of the harvesting and production is.

Much better Burgundy, with emphasis on the Cote de Beaune or the Macon to the south, much more beautiful scenery, much more interesting viticulture and food and handy for the Rhone if you fancy carrying on south.

You'll be amazed at how ramshackle some of the producers look given that they can be making some of the rarest and most expensive wines in the road. Quite usual to see everything in the cellars coated in a thick layer of fluffy black mould.

Beaune itself is a v.pretty medieval town and great for a central exploration point. Dijon, to the north is bigger and a bit more lively but a decent drive to the great white wine vineyards in the south end (probably the most pretty bit).

Anticipate putting on a few pounds if you eat out a lot. Burgundy is home to some of the best (and heaviest) food in France....

Cheers,
J.

Run up some hills.

Arghhh man. Mine is 2 * 700!

I'm out, unless I get special dispensation.