Well I know how the camel got his hump, though I’m not sure how he got two, but to tie things together, with a little, maybe even a lot, of artistic license, since my last mini-epic, I have ridden twice.  Neither of them in the Pyrenees, which is where you’ll find the camel.  See?  It all makes sense now, right? 😉  Mind you I’m not sure you can have a mini-epic; that’s probably somewhat of a misnomer, a contradiction in terms, or even an oxymoron.  However it’s just possible I’m getting a little side-tracked here, nest-ce pas?  Maybe I should get this show back on the road.  Or maybe it’s actually a three-ring circus? 😉

Firstly I proved that I can reassemble my bike all by myself without it falling apart en-route afterwards, on a sociable sunny Sunday coffee run with some of the ACG.  Good to know, right?  And a perfect excuse for buying more tools 😉

Cycling time: 1:52
Distance: 29.8 miles
Avg: 15.9 mph

And today I proved that although there was not as much in the legs as I would have liked, they can still just about go up hills.  I did beat my PB on the “Down the Gorge” segment though *grin*.  I now have to go back and knock 3 seconds off that to make me the only kind of QOM I ever am 😉  Mind you, Strava seems to be increasingly inaccurate these days, it’s convinced I took a very strange way up past the Webbington and I really didn’t, so maybe I won’t bother.

Cycling time: 1:44
Distance: 25.8 miles
Avg: 14.7 mph
ODO: 6771 miles

On that note, I think I shall make like the camel, and quit while I’m behind.  Well, actually the cow-like critter, which might be a Brahman, is behind…but you get the picture 😉