After chatting with Rob about the amount of stuff we're taking, I've cut down on what I'll be carrying. This is one of the advantages of having a sensible cycling buddy, as my failing is in tending to try to cover all the "what if" situations! (If I'd cycled alone, I think I'd have had to buy a trailer!)
Consequently, I packed the panniers, bar bag and stuff-sack with the reduced contents, loaded the bike for the first time this morning and set off on a training run, intent on climbing my "usual" hills.
Wow! What a difference the load makes.
I nearly did a wheelie going down my driveway because of the bulk of the weight being towards the back of the bike. Then I thought my brake had stuck. I'm not sure if it was a bit of stiffness on my part because I'd had a few days off. Anyway, after a couple of miles or so, I settled into a rhythm, realising that I had started into a dreaded headwind and cheered myself up by recognising that it was a south-westerly, which should be behind us, and therefore helping, when we come up from Spain.
Notwithstanding that, the cycling felt comfortable, albeit that I had to drop down a gear or two more than usual and be content with a slightly slower run. The steering was relatively light too because of the load distribution and I was glad that I had a bar end mirror to save having to turn to look behind me too often, with the slight wobble that can result.
This is the bike fully loaded.
Also, fitting the dry-sack on top of the rack (the dry-sack carries the bulky and slightly-too-long loads like shoes and tent with poles), was a bit fiddly and there was always the niggling fear that the bag would disappear when flying down a descent. So, having secured the dry-sack, I've taken photos to remind myself where to hook the cargo net.
Meanwhile, Rob has had the gearing on his bike lowered a little and has just completed an impressive 44 mile training run, again in windy conditions, albeit without panniers. His route overlapped that of a local club's time trial. He was clearly riding well as an official in the club's support car encouraged him along, having mistaken him for a competitor!
Not long to go now and we're both anxious for the start..........
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