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    Sunday Ride.

    This Sunday there are 2 routes

    The shorter route will be Laugharne Loop (32 miles)Route S2

    The Longer route will be Tour of Pembrokeshire about 80 mile following the route from Narbeth all the way to Neyland not out to Angle.

    Don,t forget to bring some money to refuel

    I will post the route later


    the route has changed sightly, it will follow the tour route to Broad Haven then head back to Hwest, Wiston and back to Narbeth 84 Miles, Here is the link



    Just been looking at the helpful training manual for Majorca… Think I had better opt for the long ride this week.

    PS I think money for the bus would be more appropriate 😆




    Here are the stats for those who completed the ride, well done to all :-)


    Distance: 72.27 mi

    Time: 4:55:37

    Avg Speed: 14.7 mph

    Elevation Gain: 4,983 ft

    Calories: 5,052 C



    Time: 4:55:37 Moving time

    Elapsed Time: 6:11:16

    Avg Speed: 14.7 mph

    Max Speed: 39.6 mph



    Elevation Gain: 4,983 ft

    Elevation Loss: 4,993 ft

    MinElevation: 8 ft

    MaxElevation: 1,328 ft

    Sweaty Eds

    What a beautiful day for cycling yesterday was!

    Whilst the bulk of the group headed northwards, the Landsker Four, namely Graham Cancellara, Celia Pantani, Andrew ‘Ajax’ Cavendish and myself, Sweating Buckets Eds, headed south. We modified the route slightly and went down Pendine hill, climbed up out of Laugharne and headed towards St Clears. I say St Clears but, although it may have been the sweat in my eyes, I swear I saw the Duomo of Florence nestling between the Tuscan hills as we sped down another incline. We returned via the Alpinesque slope of Llandowror.

    Our Statistics

    Roadkill; two badgers and a pheasant (look out for Badger Burgers this week in a local award winning butchers)

    Toilet stops; two – one official (and quite chemically one) in Pendine, one not so official and certainly more organic one between Red Roses and Tavernspite.

    Arms exposed; six (Graham doesn’t unwrap, apparently, until the temp reaches the thirties)

    Distance 34.17 miles

    Time 2.26.40 hours

    Ave 14.0mph

    Elevation gained 2364ft

    Which, if my calculations are correct, means that we climbed on average a massive 69.47 ft per mile whereas the Flat Earthers to the North climbed a paltry 69.21 ft per mile. Funny what you can show with statistics.

    I must share our climb up Llandowror, we blasted up in a pace line Cancellara, Pantani, Cavendish, Lantern Rouge and this is our result!


    I really had a great morning, thanks everyone. 8)


    The Waiting Game

    Lies damned lies and statistics.

    A casual glance at my bike computer when I eventually arrived home showed a moving time of 5:52 and a stunning average speed of 12.9mph. This meant that the remainder of the group (apart from the valiant Smurf who stuck by me) spend about an hour waiting for us to catch up.

    I would have felt a bit guiltier at keeping everybody away from the arms of their loved ones if it had not been such a lovely day. As you can imagine it must have be an absolute joy to be waiting for 18min (and 12secs according to Huw) for us at the Morrisons roundabout in Havefordwest.

    I think Andrew hit the nail on the head when he suggested that I had perhaps peaked too soon this season (November) but the impending nightmare of the Training Camp in Majorca required a step change in my training regime. I just think this was a bit of a big step from a few 30ish mile Sunday rides to 76 miles and 5,000ft of climbing.

    Not having ventured to the North of the County much before, I thought that once we were over the Preselli’s it would be all plain sailing, after all, we were following the Gwaun Valley to the sea and my rudimentary knowledge of geography suggested it would be a nice roll downhill. However, for some inexplicable reason, our (well your, I’m English when it suits me) forefathers decided to take the road up the valley side without any thought of future generations on two wheels. More was to come climbing up out of Goodwick…

    We did have a brief stopover in Fishguard in search of a toilet and for Richard to deflate and reflate his tire a couple of times giving Roger the opportunity to berate me about not shaving and the opaque nature of the Club bottles.

    The trek south from Fishguard to St Davids was mercifully (mostly) flat as my legs had just about had enough (with only 40 miles to go…) and until the first steep hill out of a valley I managed to hang onto the back of the Peloton. It was during this brief break from self imposed solitude that Andrew, distracted by the little fluffy bundles of pound notes (coins just doesn’t sound right) gambling around the adjacent field, came across a car around a blind bend. With consummate bike handling skill he launched himself into the hedge. Not sure if that took some of the shine of his sparklingly clean bike.

    There may well have been other incidents of note, but I was nowhere the action.

    Refuelling and regrouping took place in St Davids and then off to Haverfordwest. As time was marching on, the direct route was taken rather than along the coast to Broad Haven. I think that was good news. Smurf and I were now enjoying our own sufferfest; him with cramp and me just being unfit. It was between Newgale and Haverfordwest we lost the 18mins (and 21 secs). Smurf called in the cavalry and got a lift home and then it was back to Narberth by the most direct route along the A40; a pleasure I had not enjoyed before.

    Ace Routemaster Huw came up trumps again suggesting that Cox Hill could be avoided by carrying on up the A40, advice I gratefully followed.

    In hindsight, I did make the distance without hitting a wall thanks to a diet of gel sachets and sports drink and it was a stunningly beautiful day to the extent that the back of my right leg got sunburnt. Next week can we cycle clockwise to even things up?

    The lesson to take from this epic adventure is that you can’t service two mistresses and I clearly need to lavish a bit more attention on the bike to the exclusion of the polytunnel. Lesson learnt, and working from home this week, I can get three mid-week rides in but is it too little too late?

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