Tuesday was a nice easy trundle along the canal to ghent then back to brugge in the rain, which usually would have been a nice ride, however there were several excavators cleaning out the banks of the canals from the canal path, meaning my ride was more of a cyclocross training sesion. So i decided to find a road which was just as wet as the canal path but covered with less mud. Whilst reflecting on how shitty the weather was and why the hell anyone would want to ride in this weather i came across a Canadian War Cemetary, which made me realise how lucky i am that i am able to ride in these horrendous conditions and how bad it would have been for these poor chaps.
The following day was originally intended to be a race day with a kermese near by, but after visiting the "radioshack doc" earlier in the week, our team manager had been advised that the weather on wednesday was going to be too bad for us to race and not get sick. Instead we would head out early riding south into the screaming headwind to the hills. normally it would take us about an hour and a half from base camp to the hills but due to the headwind out average was only 20km/h and 2 hours and 40 minutes after leaving we arrived at the hills, just intime for the cold change and hail.
The temperature dropped from a balmy 11 degrees c to a chilly 4 deg c and the heavens opend. After playing in the hills for a bid, testing out the slipperyness of cobbles in the wet, we headed back towards home. unfortunately the headwind on the way down had swung around meaning we would have a cross wind home and after stopping to fix a puncture we were all freezing, and looking forward to getting home. with 2 km remaining, i punctured, and decided to ride the flat home. NOT EASY on cobblestones and bricked bike lanes.
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