With less than a week to go until Friday the 9th, the
Ventoux weather forecast looks, well, all right: that's if you like riding up
and down mountains in 35 kph wind in 5-8 degrees Centigrade. At least it’s not
set to rain. Training, such as it is, has gone reasonably well, ie I've tackled
some little Oxfordshire hills in a Tizer fuelled rage without any suffering
friction burns of the type endured on Streatley Hill. This improvement was
facilitated in part by the servicing of the Chopper by Rikki at AW Cycles. For
those who don’t know, there is pretty much no bicycle on earth that Rikki
doesn’t know about. This is not least because he has probably owned one. Rikki
explained to me that there were so many pieces missing from or broken inside
the Sturmey Archer hub, it was amazing the thing had been able to change gear.
In any case, he assured me that my legs would be met with considerably less
resistance when pedalling.
With departure on Wednesday morning in the diary, my mind
is therefore on the long drive south with Messrs. Andrews, Gelling and Beadle,
the first two of which will attempt to join the Club des Cinglés du
Mont-Ventoux with me on the following day. That's three ascents of Ventoux in
one day, ie 4,500m of climbing over about 85 miles. It's good to have something
to take my mind off the Friday...
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