What a great day the Ron Kitchin was. Ended up with a bunch of lad from various parts of the country who were a real good laugh - it just happens like that sometimes.
But stand by to be amazed by tales of athletic prowess. (drum roll) I got up Rosedale Chimney - not only without walking but (wait for it) with a gear to spare. woo woo! Ok, ok, it was an accident I thought I was in my 39x25 but I was in my 39x23 and I would have probably got up quicker on the 25, but years ago I saw the Milk race go up there and some of the guys jumped off their bikes and ran, so therefore I must be as good as them because I rode it, in fact I must be better than them because I had a gear to spare! So Monday morning I'm going to quit my job and become an extremely successful pro cyclist, now that Tour de France can't be as hard as they make out, but even more astounding than that - now this will really impress you, I even managed to keep up with that Savage bloke (for bit anyway)