Hill Work

As I didn't get a chance to get out on the Guess RB1 for my normal 8 mile ride before work this morning, I thought I ought to get out on it for a quick ride tonight. My 8 mile morning ride is pretty flat, so I thought I'd incorporate Lanehouse hill and New Road on Portland for a bit of hill work. Lanehouse wasn't too bad, I think I didn't go lower than second but New Road is always a bit of a killer, and wasn't looking forward to that.

The Flat Bar Bike Bloke

On my way accross the beach road as I passed the location of the old oil tanks I passed a chap on a flat bar bike. I didn't rally think much of it, as he seemed to be cruising. I carried on my way round Vicky Square and up the zig zag into Fortunes Well. As I reached the shops I could hear the sound of a deraileur change behind me. I could hear the cyclist behind was keeping right up behind me, so I kept my pace slight as high as I thought I could maintain.

Burned Off

Sadly it appeared it was too hight at first as I virtually died at the ninety right at the bottom of New Road, and had to rrsort to first and second. At this point the flat bar bike bloke stood up on the pedals and rode round me, pumping all the way up the hill, dropping me like I was stood still. What is more he was half way down the sprocket to boot! I didn't even attempt to keep up, my legs were shot. When I rounded the hairpin he was no where to be seen, neither was he when I reached the roundabout at Dowsett's old garage. one thing for sure his legs were a lot bigger than mine, but not suprising if he climbs like that every day!