The five of us who didn't reply on i-phones met at SBW at the appointed hour. There was:
- Nigel (Pathelogic)
- David (Emsley)
- David (shadude)
- David (Ragnar)
- and me
After just a couple of lanes,
shadude complained of a funny noise from his 'Berg. It soon became clear that a rocker cover had fallen off:
Luckily the rocker cover and the gasket hadn't gone far, but the retaining bolts were lost. David set about robbing suitable bolts from elsewhere on his bike:
Others amused themselves:
A repair was made and we rode on.
We got as far as Welwyn Garden City when it was noticed that another retaining bolt had come out (we hadn't got a suitable Allen key to tighten them properly), so David decided to call it a day.
The conditions were pretty slippery for big bikes. Both Nigel and Little David fell a couple of times:
Later we arrive at Violets Lane. Here's Little David wading through:
It was too deep in places for the GS bikes:
Nigel and Little David found an exit route:
On to Standon ford. Little David wanders through:
Finally, we find a lycra-clad damsel in distress with a flat on her new pedal-cycle. We're halfway through giving her <strike>one</strike> a master class in puncture repairs when her husband arrived in a car.
And so to bed ....
Great day chaps!
Greg
