Its that time of year when you’re thinking about Dunwich. Or at least, people are telling you to think about Dunwich. But really, think about Dunwich. Sure, the ride sounds amazing, but isn’t it a lot of work. Won’t it hurt? 

Besides, how will you ever get back in time for brunch? Where can you get a good triple shot Soy Flat White in Ipswich? Where is Ipswich anyway? How will you charge your iPhone? Is there even anything worth seeing outside the M25? The questions are endless.

This year there’s a solution. The Dalston Dynamo. All the start line camaraderie of Dunwich, but with none of the pain and suffering of riding all that way to a cold, stony beach and waiting two hours for breakfast.

The Dalston Dynamo. Because Suffolk is a fucking long way away.