dark and golden
Leaving Salvington Windmill behind me I sat beside the Honeysuckle Lane car park eating my 99p curried chicken sandwich.
It was a bit early for much, but I didn’t fancy carrying a greasy plastic carton on the remote tracks leading up to the South Downs Way.
Midday and mid-week meant I wasn’t meeting many other cyclists, or walkers.
Using my OS Map I crossed over the A280 and started out on the steady climb up to Chantry Post, which lies just south of Storrington.
En route I heard the incessant noise of fire arms, as the South Downs Gun Club are active in a remote spot well off the beaten track.
Later on I came across a field of darkened broad beans, which made a delightful contrast to the golden wheat beyond.
All too much of my journey the speedo displayed 3.2 mph. The Electra Townie 8 is not an off road machine, and I was feeling every bump.
Shortly before Chantry Post I had a most unwelcome “bump” as the front end washed out on me at around 15 mph. I had a small mark on my shin, but was not amused.
I felt a sense of vindication as I’d just ordered a mountain bike earlier in the day.