After a couple of days break from riding I was getting twitchy legs, time to saddle up and head out whatever the weather I thought. I wanted to ride between Kantara Castle and Buffavento Castle so I combined two of my regular loops and came up with a cunning and somewhat painfull looking plan.
At 8.30 am the sun was shining and although very cold I was oon overheating. I took off a base layer, arm warmers and continued sweating up the Kantara climb. The skies to the West where I was heading looked very ominous, I resolved to do it regardless of the weather.
It was too cold to keep stoppong to take photographs, it was definatly one of those rides where the name of the game was MTFU head down and get on with it. At Tirmen I was 'chased' up the climb my two young lads trying to race me while shouting 'Hello sir hello sir' all the way up! I rode through the middel of a goat herd and felt snowflakes on my cheeks in the Mountains. There were very few people around, most were hibernating inside, and with very good reason!
At Buffavento cafe the heavens finally opened and thick heavy rain drops cracked onto my helmet, my shades fogged up and I was momentarily blinded, not great at 40mph on a bicycle!
By now I was only thinking about several things, hot tea, a hot shower, a warm fire, dry clothes, a warm bed and more hot tea. I havn't has such thoughts since my Lands end to John O'Groats ride back in the UK!
I wil ride this route a lot more in springtime, it will be stunning then.