46k Failed Grocery Run
5 April: After too long spent screwing around with my chopper build, I finally got the carbs in and the fuel line connected. So I decided to have a lunch party only to realised that the cupboard was bare.
So out with Rastus and panniers. Today I kickedcoff from the local school. What with me being tired and hungry I was going to chicken out and drive halfway. But, I'm really aware its only 20 days till my first Gravel Event and I needed to get miles behind me.
I forgot my speaker and wasnt wearing a vest, so to listen to the footy I had my phone in the lolly bag. I listened to my favorite team playing the locals. The locals came last last year, my team won the minor premiership. Guess who won?
The ride was into a stiff breeze, but the aero bars helped a lot. The roads were mostly quiet, but you can never drop your guard. I had my mirror working, in the upright position only, and was ready to abort at short notice.
I arrived at ALDI at 23k and despite online info that they would be open, they were bolted shut. A nothing ride! I was looking forward to having a bite, it was around 4pm, 5pm after an overnight time change and I hadn't eaten since breakfast. Yeah, its hardly being nailed to a crucifix, but I was hungry.
I pulled in to the only business open, a service station about one third of the way home. I got ripped for a sandwich and coke, but seeing the raw energy of a group of young teens on MTBs cheered me on. Also, I spoke to a guy riding an ARIAL 600 single. Not pop pop, bsng bang!
Further along the sun dipped and I rode with headlight. Saw another mad bloody cyclist on the way and shit myself in narrow sections. But the traffic had died right down.
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