It must have been 50-60 mph. When there was a gust I'd lean into it and it would hold me up for a minute. It would have ripped an umbrella out of yr. hands. We're talkin power! Every cell in my body felt alive.
On the way back to the pub I jumped in the creek, tights, shoes and all, with my headlight hanging from a bush, illuminating the water. O what a night! Charged up for days…