London to Brighton on a bicycle is an iconic ride that many aspire to but for cycling enthusiasts is more a “rite of passage”, especially living in the South East.
I’ve completed the journey several times now (and back!) but arriving at Brighton Pier having got there under my own steam always fills me with a warm glow, even on a cold February morning.
Ordinarily, we save the seaside trips until a warmer season but an opportunity to palm the kids off with the in-laws meant that I was able to undertake the journey with my better half on her first bike ride to the coast, coinciding with her longest ride yet.
Whenever we head to Brighton, we take a less direct route than the British Heart Foundation annual ride and head into the country lanes. It’s slightly longer but does offer more tranquil, traffic free riding with some added lumpiness towards the end, whilst still being able to enjoy the majestic Ditchling Beacon.
Unlike the BHF annual ride, there was no walking up the Beacon yesterday and I’m pleased to say that we all made it to the coast with one puncture providing the only drama of the ride.
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