A grinning idiot, somewhere in Yorkshire. |
Technical climbs were cleaned, fast descents were bombed, my sorry arse was dragged up the climbs by my trusty Domestique, tyres didn't explode, Yay!
.... the post ride bacon butty never tasted so good! but I'm going to have a hell of a time trying to improve on my performance for next year.
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