Posted on Sunday 30 November 2008 by Stephen Taylor
A crow landed on a bleak stretch of lonely country road. On either side there were turned fields of mud stretching to the horizon. Overhead dark grey clouds hung heavy with rain. Some of it had already fallen. More would fall very soon. Into this gloomy scene three figures appeared, dancing on the pedals as they crested the rise.
The Flandrian Three had not been put off by the forecasts but, inspired by the weather and landscape, had set off that morning on the ride through the undulating Bedfordshire countryside. The road beneath their wheels was grey and sullen but they mastered it. Above them the dark sky threatened but they ignored it, pushing on through the barren landscape.