Of Spending Hours Going Nowhere/Sub Tropical Storms

Some called it "the most significant subtropical storm of the decade", others used the more hyperbole-ish/esque term "WEATHERBOMB"

I called it a weekend stuck indoors using the wind trainer when I would rather have been riding. I had some big hours to log and as I like living, decided not to venture onto the storm swept roads.

Mr Haitch and I had planned to ride at yon forest on Saturday. I, being older (I presume) and wiser (?, probably not) made the first move that morning and Txt him along the lines of "this is stupid, my house in underwater, we might die". Apparently he had his phone in hand sending me a message along the same lines. I like the cut of that man's jib (and turns out the forest was closed anyway.something about 130kph winds)...Being the Gentlemen Scholars we are we retreated to yon wind trainers for some, jeez.. words fail me here.. umm boring? stationary? necessary? training. I did get to listen to Black Mountain's sublime In The Future (amongst others)though, so it wasn't all bad. in fact, it was rather good.

And, since I'm all about endurance now I decided to get the full wet weather Woodhill experience by hitting my derailleur with a hammer, pouring a pint glass of sandy mud into my shorts and standing in the cold shower for half an hour.

I'm dead professional, me.



and..some flip side psychedelia.