Cycling 1:55:00 [3] 23.84 mi (4:49 / mi)
‘Ladies cycle’ it said. ‘Coffee stop’ it said. ‘2-2:30 hours’ it said. Sounds nice doesn’t it? Pippa, Lucy Galloway and I thought so, and signed up with about 10 others. We set off up the first hill, and by then one of the party wisely decided to bail. At the top of the hill we had to wait a while for a Belgian girl, who looked like she knew what she was doing but was struggling. She wanted to keep going so the leaders said fine. Down hill for 5 miles into a strong side wind, it was a bit iffy. Pippa, Lucy and I were packing in as close as we liked to the skittish other cyclists.
Then there was a long up hill. A very long up hill. Over 5 miles into a nasty headwind on a busy road. The Belgian soon went off the back, with a friend of hers not looking good either. Near the top of the hill we stopped to regroup, but the leader at the back of the pack eventually reported that the Belgian had been dropped, and he had asked her to get a taxi - yes a taxi - back to the resort! She was in a really bad way apparently.
It was supposed to be a sociable ride, or so we thought, so why was the pace so hard that people had been dropped? And why were we on a really busy main road for ages? And - most importantly - where was the fing cafe??? So Lucy, Pippa and I, - although by far not the weakest of the pack - decided to take the quickest route back, and find some ice cream on the way, because we were after all on holiday, and this cycle ride was definitely type II fun!