Yep, as Jive said, I wimped out. The pace of the ride was a little quicker than I like to go on unfamiliar roads, so I kept getting further back and was eventually holding the other guys up. So what with shivering under layers of clothing, numb fingers, possibility of getting lost on the North circular (despite having ridden the route at least two other times) and the thought of a ride home in blizzards I called it a day at Buntingford. The call of a pint in a warm pub also had a great deal of pulling power. (wish I hadn`t bothered, I lost at cards) Good to meet some new faces and for feck sake "ROLL ON SUMMER" I`ll never moan again about sweating in my bike gear.......promise.