Day 2 dawned pretty miserably. Still raining as we stumbled into breakfast at 8am. We were due out on the road around 10 and we began the daily routine that a training camp delivers by finishing breakfast and then getting ready to ride.
Andy V took us out on an out and back route through some dodgy roadworks (think Paris Roubaix) to Coin and then over undulating road (where Andy treated us to the mechanics elbow) to a river crossing before climbing back to the road to the complex. this is where local knowaledge kicked in as he stole the obligatory sprint finish by declaring where the line was once he had crossed it having jumped the group after sitting in for the last 8k. A true racer, we had to accept defeat and learn our lesson.
86k in the bag and a session of stretching (honest Mike) and a sauna followed. Dinner was a welcome sign and over indulgence probably followed (a pattern beginning to develop)..this is the major problem of combining hunger and self service!
Couple of beers later and we were back in our rooms reasonably early ready for a big day on Sunday. We had foolishly agreed to do a big climb recommended by John H (early camp enthusiasm) and we were praying for good weather!