I woke Sunday morning with a thick head, sore throat and the onset of my first cold in a long time. Luckly it was raining cats and dogs so I thought there would be little chance of anyone turning up. A quick ride down the road past the library and home, point in the bag and me back in bed, result? No chance, when i got to the library 5 other idiots were there with water dripping off their noses. The ride was on. The first stop was Wentworth which is not that far but turned out to be eventful for all the wrong reasons. On approaching a set of lights at Hoyland Common  they turned red, leaving us with not a lot of space to pull up. After braking hard, unclipping and putting my foot down there was that awful noise behind me of bike hitting the tarmac. Unfortunately Jacks front wheel had slipped from under him resulting in a nasty crash and cuts and bruisers for him. Luckly we were very close to Wentworth so soon brews were in hand and Jack could fully assess the damage. Jack decided to head for home (hope your fit and well Jack) while the rest of us headed for Tickhill and the rain just kept on coming. Pedals or Paddles. I was never very confident of the route to Tickhill but somehow we made it. Thanks Matt for noticing the dinner stop just as i had us all ride past it..Oops..Fed and watered!!! we certainly were and now heading for home, is it left or right oh dear not sure. Oh sorry lads. Soon on the right track and yes more rain we were this time now heading for home. Into Doncaster and heads down for Wakefield  which arrived just as my energy departed. I had hit the wall big style and the last miles from Wakefield to Mirfield was hell.. Never mind a great ride and company. Miles 87 average 15.4mph.. Now can I go back to bed?? Cheers Alex