The descent to Denbigh was fast and exciting. However, I had come without my jelly-babies and 70 km or so on a small bottle of lucozade was hardly going to be enough; Craig came to the rescue with a power-gel. I had not had one before and the effects of the concentrated carbohydrate soon seeped through my body. The final pull up Caerwys hill was tackled and beer in the Piccadilly was the order of the day. Yet the power-gel had not finished with me as I had some disconcerting stomach cramps before the beer worked its magic. So overall a great day and thanks to the route designer and all the riders.
Look west young man. |
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