is not paved with broken glass, rusty nails or other sharp objects designed to cause much pain and mutilation. It is instead one giant hill, forever going upwards. I know this because I've just tried to climb it - or at least that is what it feels like.
The train from Windsor homewards was canceled, so I decided that since the next train was at least 30minutes away, it was quicker for me to cycle home. It does after all only take me about 30-40 minutes. So with that good idea in mind, I set off. The weather wasn't foggy, so it was a whole lot less scarey this time and I soon found myself at Old Windsor.
Not content with having one good idea, I decide to have another and decide to see if I can find the actual cycle route from OW to Egham. After much peering about in the darkness, I eventually see a cycle route sign and soon find myself heading along the route. I guess I should have been a little wary when I noticed on the map that the route went down a road called "Crimp Hill", but I figured one hill wouldn't kill me. And I was right, I was fine with 1 hill. After 2 hills I was getting mildly frustrated. 3 hills I was exhausted. I gave up on the 4th, 5th and 6th hills and started to walk.
Once I'd finally got to the end of this nightmarish road, everything was fine and I once again cycled along in the darkness. I think what made the many hills so frustrating was that once I got to the top of them, I ended up going straight back down again. It was like cycling along a very humpy camel's back. I think in future that death by homicidal car driver is preferable to many hills, so I will stick to the route I took before.
*falls over dead from exhaustion*