Thanks for asking
Well, thank you for asking. It was a very long day -- 18.5 hours of riding and 22 hours of total time. The weather was terrible -- a driving, stinging rain and a wind that kept my speed down to about 10mph for about six hours. I saw seven riders abandon at one of the controls just before the rain broke. By the end of the ride, my knee was hurting so badly I could barely walk once I got off the bike.
With the weather being what it was, fenders wouldn't have done a thing for me, though I suppose it would have made riding in a pace line easier if we had chosen to ride that way.
But, the farther I get away from the ride, the more fun it seems I had. I had the chance to ride with some really interesting people, and I learned a lot about the sport. For the first 40 to 60 miles I rode with a guy who had left most of his gear at the start, including his rain gear. He was a strong rider, but I was a little faster, so we didn't stay together for the ride, in spite of the fact the he was a fascinating character. When the weather hit, I thought that would be the end of his ride, but I heard later that he managed to finish. I don't know how, but he must be one resourceful individual to finish that ride without a coat and the majority of his gear.
I rode with a woman who was a very experienced rider and an asset to everyone she rode with. She kept the pace steady; fixed two flats; had a tire boot to fix a tire for a stranded couple; had a spoke wrench and knew how to use it, and convinced me to put some holes in a garbage bag and wear it between my soaking wet jersey and my soaking wet coat. I had been shivering uncontrollably, and that fixed me right up. And the night riding was beautiful -- stars and a tailwind home.
This is a really interesting activity.
Again, thanks for asking.