epicyclo
Senior Retro Guru
The Bravo was a bit truncated because there wasn't the hoped for turnout, so basically it was just the little Bravo, a ride rather than a race.
I used my Silver Sunbeam. I had intended to use my lightweight Sunbeam Road Racer, but its spokes are like piano wire, so I didn't want to risk breaking one (can't get them that fine anymore).
Moustaches were waxed and we set off. There were 8 riders on a variety of bikes including 2 mtbs, one modern.
There was the opportunity to watch traditional Stone Age roadside repairs on a loose crank. (My fault, I put it on and then let a kilted gorilla ride the bike )
One of the riders took the bike he rode around the world on so that was a bonus
There were lochs to swim across (Loch Garve) with our bikes strapped to our backs (maybe slight hyperbole, but certainly plenty splishing and splashing )
There were some raging torrents to be crossed
We gave the bikes a rest by leaning them on a 300 year old bridge
All in all a good day, the sun shone, a friendly crowd with some interesting characters. The Hotel Garve gave us traditional "service", it's hard to find grump like that these days. Apart from the modern mtb, the next oldest bike was a retro mtb (Peugeot) and the rest were old road bikes varying from 50 years old to over 80 years.
As for the race, well there was one at the end on the downhill into Strathpeffer. I would have won it if there wasn't faster riders than me....
I used my Silver Sunbeam. I had intended to use my lightweight Sunbeam Road Racer, but its spokes are like piano wire, so I didn't want to risk breaking one (can't get them that fine anymore).
Moustaches were waxed and we set off. There were 8 riders on a variety of bikes including 2 mtbs, one modern.
There was the opportunity to watch traditional Stone Age roadside repairs on a loose crank. (My fault, I put it on and then let a kilted gorilla ride the bike )
One of the riders took the bike he rode around the world on so that was a bonus
There were lochs to swim across (Loch Garve) with our bikes strapped to our backs (maybe slight hyperbole, but certainly plenty splishing and splashing )
There were some raging torrents to be crossed
We gave the bikes a rest by leaning them on a 300 year old bridge
All in all a good day, the sun shone, a friendly crowd with some interesting characters. The Hotel Garve gave us traditional "service", it's hard to find grump like that these days. Apart from the modern mtb, the next oldest bike was a retro mtb (Peugeot) and the rest were old road bikes varying from 50 years old to over 80 years.
As for the race, well there was one at the end on the downhill into Strathpeffer. I would have won it if there wasn't faster riders than me....