The dreaded "Curse of Baz" which means that nearly every time he turns up for a ride, the heavens open up big time, struck again today. We'd only gone less than 2 miles when the rain started but rather than give up we kept on going, Clive going for 250 miles for the week and me after 150 miles. The normally quiet stream up from Flotterstone had turned into a raging torrent after the thunderstorm of last night and the downpour again today. Baz confidently announced he would ford it and be photographed doing so but had a change of mind when he saw the depth and strength of the water!
The mishaps today were my rear brake spring that separates the pads breaking up, but at least the brakes kept working and, more expensively, Clive's rear derailleur main spring either breaking or coming undone somehow. Luckily we were not too far from home and we made it back with only the odd push up the steeper bits.
After fixing my rear brake at night, Clive and I decided another short ride wouldn't hurt so we did another 10 plus miles to take our totals for the week to 260 and 160 miles respectively.
It's fun cycling in the wet but "Hells Teeth" it's supposed to be the height of summer, so what's winter going to be like?!!