johnnytapia
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The huddling in the pub bit has just made laugh, a group of us did C2C in a day a while back, we had the full four seasons in a day weather and were huddled behind a road sigh to get out of driving hailstones in the middle of nowhere between Allendale and Corby, it was hideous.
last year in Majorca we went out on a big day ride in full brilliant sunshine with and I have to be honest not even a gilet between us, we were at one point in foil recovery blankets huddled around a wood burning stove in a cafe at the top of one of the Cols wondering just how the fuck we going to get back to the resort as it was still pissing it down the temp had dropped from 28 to 11 and we had a high speed descent on roads like glass, lucky for us three kind Canadian lads who were just driving about took pity and lent us some jackets as they were staying in the same resort, now I am a decent descender but I was scared shitless on the way back.
Another lesson learnt the hard way on the bike.
Ha! Ha! We¨ve all had those days.
I did Ventoux a few years ago and didn¨t heed the locals advice to take something extra to wear for the descent as it would be cold and windy at the peak. Fucking hell, they weren¨t wrong! Shaking like a shitting dog at the top, a kindly gent lent me a pair of arm warmers.
For truly apocalyptic weather check out Hinault¨s 1980 Liege-Bastogne-Liege win. He is one tough bastard.