Edwards, Fast James, etc, some room as I resettled into my groove. At about the 55km mark I was finding my groove once more and thinking about reeling in my RB compatriots ahead, riding along with JV's mate Jim. Jim and I were stretching our legs along a fast road section, i'm in top gear probably doing close to 30mph and then the loudest bang i've ever heard in peace time. My rear wheel locked instantly, I just kept control of it as I parked the bike into the verge. Looking down I thought i'd blown a tube or perhaps the tyre, but much worse I'd blown the sidewall off the rim and that was game over.
What to do next then? I'm in the middle of the Cotswolds and tbh didn't have a clue where I was. So for the first time that day I got the map out and tried to figure out where I was, I was none the wiser. I decided best bet was was to carry on to the next checkpoint so put the bike on my shoulder and walked on. I soon got bored of this though and so ripped off the damaged part of the rim and stuck the tyre around my neck, the rim was already f*#ked so I might as well ride on it and so I did for the next 5km to the checkpoint. Those passing me could hardly believe their eyes, but the number of people offering help was remarkable and a credit to the event.
Gutted not to have completed the course but never the less I thoroughly enjoyed my weekend. I'll be back next year for more.
Btw, anyone got a Mavic 231CD in 36 hole?
No way i distroyed a mavic 217 exactly the same way on sunday at honc tore half the side wall off, 10km from the end of the ride was gutted, the loudest bang ive ever heard
that said i had a blinding day was good to see some retro rides out and about