Today, two-thirds (2/3) of the TroisV founding members rode (with others) part (hence "Heck") of the route of the The Hell of the Ashdown along with a couple other upstanding cyclists. I've been calling this event "The Devil's Haircut" for the past several weeks because I thought the word "devil" was in the title (you've noticed by now that it isn't) but couldn't remember what it was called exactly (it's called "The Hell of the Ashdown"). The real point here is that this ride took place in the hilliest part of Kent County in England. It was rainy and windy at the start--so rainy that four cyclists were sitting in a car next to something called Knockholt Pound, talking themselves out of cycling at all as they watched a dead badger* float down the road. But it started to clear! And so we rode. One member of the TroisV had to dismount and walk to get up the steepest parts of two of the climbs, which were extremely tough and long (here I would like to refer you to Point 8 of the TroisV Constitution). It was a good day of cycling. Special thanks to Nat and Oliver for helping me drag myself up a couple of late hills, to Oliver for driving, and extra special thanks to Nat for the plate of pasta once we were back in London. TroisV!
*May not have actually been a badger.