Relaxed and happy weekend with a select band of warriors.
Saturday - 99km in the sunshine, baggies and ballons for the birthday honorary girl (any race kit in evidence penalised with additional decoration, white socks exempt), full Skyline, tea and Cake#1, down to Penhydd and the Wall (but no birthday pie), back up the railway trail towing injured member ("what do you mean it's all uphill"), beer supper banter (and blatant flirting) at the rammed and rowdy cafe, a slice of Cake#2 and a deep and cosy sleep warmed by recovering legs.
pic Nigella Foskett
Sunday - Whites Level, misty and atmospheric and more like the M25 but then again it's pretty nice to bimble up the climbs having a good old chat every now and again rather than breathing out of your arse and seeing only stars at the top before rocking the downhills and showing the boys how it's done. Bwwwaaaaaarpppp.
Top weekend, funny tan lines, plenty of cake and giggling. Highly recommended.