Having been woken up during the night by the terrible storm, our conversation over breakfast was “Shall we ride today…. Dare we ride today!!”
After MUCH deliberation, weather forecast consulting, map studying and finger-crossing we decided YES – we were going to do it – despite the lashing rain and lampposts swaying in the wind.
Our plan B ( in case of emergencies) was to take local taxi firm’s numbers. As we were ascertaining these from the proprietor and discussing our impending journey, he offered to ride out half an hour/ an hour after us to ensure we were okay. What a kind offer!
So we dressed in our warmest, most waterproof clothing and off we set. Gosh! It was frightful!!! Heavy rain, 40+ mph gusts and low visibility…. Reminded us of the Hebrides !
Luckily the wind was behind us most of the way and actually assisted by blowing us up the climb! Approaching the summit, the road turned west and the cross winds almost had me off. Always being one to err on the side of caution, I walked the 200m section before the road turned North again. Just before the summit – our hotel proprietor drove past to check we were ok. What a thoughtful man!
Sadly we were unable to enjoy the beautiful view (as promised by Brent) from the top due to poor visibility, but zooming down the hill made up for it.
We were desperate for a stop to warm-up and found a pub in Dalkeith…. With a heater!!!! We were soaked to the skin so stripped off and successfully dried most of our clothes whilst we ate our lunch.
The remainder of the journey was in the dry, picking the Route1 through Dalkeith. Musselburgh & Edinburgh. As we cycled down the Royal Mile the sun came out… What a beautiful end to a fantastic route.