Dark, cold, wet and long...

In preparation for the puffer in January, klaus and I decided to get a longer nightride in last night, although I don't know if you can ever really prepare for what this event can possibly bring to the table. I left in the dark, and got home in the dark. 45 miles, mostly on road, but a ride up on the moor in the middle to break the monotony. We got royally soaked early on, the tailwind turned to become a headwind, and our feet were like blocks of ice, but it's more miserable miles in the bank.

 

Here's hoping it helps.

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