I'm just about recovered from my weekend ride, which (for reasons that will become clear) doesn't deserve to be a 'lovely ride today thank you', and feels that it does probably qualify for the audax/sportive thread.
Some months ago, before the date for PoP was announced, I'd obtained all the permissions and bought all the tickets to do a ride home from Inverness. It seemed a logical extension of the ride of a couple of months ago from here to Kingussie. The bit that wasn't logical was deciding to start at 11.30 at night, and do the whole thing overnight and through the following morning.
The train to Inverness was quiet, and we were met off it by two of Inverness's finest: I don't know what trouble they were expecting, but there wasn't much evidence of anything happening at 11.30 on a Friday night. After the usual issues trying to navigate by Garmin in a strange town, I headed east on NCN 7 towards Culloden. This 20 mile detour avoids a bit of the A9, and I must confess that as I passed over the deserted A9 I did briefly consider going on that rather than the country lanes.
Out in the countryside it was dark, although there were disappointingly few stars. The B&M dynamo light was great: it threw light a long way in front and well to the sides (although it may have been angled a bit high to be totally courteous, but there were very few other road users about). Wildlife was abundant: mainly rabbits, but at one point there was a slinking black shape that may have been a big cat or a Big Cat. The prospect of Slochd summit was intimidating, but in the event it passed unremarked.
Aviemore was lively (relatively speaking). There were half a dozen people on the streets (all the worse for wear) and more police. The NCN route ejected me onto the A9 at one point. It seemed deserted, and I rode along it for about 5 minutes until the first big truck swooshed by. He passed with lots of space, but it did seem unwise to risk being flattened by a truck, so I returned to the NCN path.
By Dalwhinnie it was clear that the intermittent 'rain' was blowing across the road when it landed, and the Garmin said the temperature had dropped to zero.
The sky began to lighten at Drumochter, and, rather like the ascent of Slochd, achieving the summit was much easier than expected. The path beside the A9 was a rubbish as I remember it, and the gravel that I reported to FixMyStreet is all still there.
The next 40 miles were all downhill, but by this time my digestive system was beginning to object to being fed when it wanted to be asleep and I was finding it increasingly hard to eat anything, and the pace was beginning to fall.
A short sit down in a park in Perth watching the end of a ParkRun got some more food on board, but by now it was clear an arrival on the Meadows in time for PoP was unlikely. I walked up the two long hills south of Perth (including the one that @HankChief likes to break the 50mph barrier on).
A pause on the outskirts of Kelty to apply some more chamois cream was well-timed to be complete just before two female roadies came past. The roadworks at the new Forth Crossing were 'interesting', and crossing the bridge seemed steeper it has before.
In Crammond a chap in Lycra asked 'Come far?' as he passed, and it was very pleasing to be able to say 'Inverness'. He did the right thing at that point, and sounded impressed.
The ascent of Craighouse Hill was done on the bike, not on foot. That was a point of principle.
Home in 13 1/2 hours for the 165 miles, missing PoP by about an hour.
What did I learn on this adventure? Starting a ride overnight and then expecting to continue it into the next day for a substantial time is unwise: my digestion just wouldn't put up with it. Despite this, it was possible to keep slowly grinding out the miles, but it wasn't a great deal of fun when in a sleep-deprived and vaguely nauseous state.
Would I do it again? Yes, but I'd start from Inverness early in the morning rather than overnight, and would make sure that the council had got the gravel off NCN7.
The next trip on the agenda is back from Oxenholme via the Kirkstone Pass, Carlisle, Devil's Beef Tub and the Lang Wang. I'll make sure I eat enough for that one, and will do it during daylight.