Whether one trusted one's instincts or John Kettley, it did not bode well. It was not surprising to find only four (Graham, Andrew, Ed, Richard) sheltering under the awnings at Cheam. The route was straightforward: Epsom, Leatherhead (where we met up with Pete B), and Orestan Lane. By now the rain had eased but it was back to full strength by the time we reached Shere. On we plodded past Farley Green and Rowly before turning in Cranleigh towards a welcome refreshment stop at Smithbrook Kilns. Still the rain came down so a second round was ordered. Still the rain came down so "head for home" was the concensus. Some dallied in the bike shop. Still the rain came down, but eventually we were off in our various directions. Naturally it eased not long after and a light drizzle became my constant companion. Will anyone regret the decision? I doubt it - one hard earned point for each of us.
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