22 days cycling - 2000kms - aveage per day 90kms
No of crashes. - 2
No of times lost - Almost hourly
No of arguments. - almost hourly & when refusal to tend my nether bits!
Most frustrating moments-
A) when lost in cities
B) when coming to an intersection in the country & the sign has been stolen
C) trying to pronounced town names when lost eg; Brewood was pronounced "Brood" & Bridestowe was "Brid-is-Stowe"
D) locals looking at you like you're an idiot when you can't pronounce the name
No of times vomited - at least twice judging by Monika's "barf" coloured shoes
Scariest moment - for me riding down hill on narrow high speed Stockport - Manchester road on the Peak district in strong cross winds
For Monika - riding in gloom in the Scottish Highlands by herself for 10kms - I'd gone on ahead!
No of break downs- replaced brake pads x 2, replaced chain x1, gears adjusted x2, pannier rack
But amazingly not a single puncture!
No of bacon & eggs breakfasts - way too many!
No of times I heard - "I'm never cycling again" I lost count
No of beers had- not enough as was too knackered
No of hours of Sunshine- I'll have to check my diary to see if the sun really did come out!
No of times I snored - I lost count but was cautioned regularly by Monika
Things loved: Strawberries, countryside & other cyclists
Things Hated: Cities, missing sign posts, missing gears when riding up hill, Maps & cars
No of times i felt -" I'm too old for this" Lost count
Wierdest thing seen: Guy with gun & scope supposedly shooting rats!
Proudest Moment - Watching Monika ride across the finish line at Lands End & Monika's family acknowledging her effort.
In June 2011 I will bike over 2000km's unsupported from John O'Groats to Lands End UK ! My motivation is simple i.e. 1) To undertake a life challenge that is physically and spiritually rewarding 2) Raise funds to help 2 worthy local OZ causes - Painting with Parkinsons & a local 10 year old girl with Autism named Maleah 3) Promote awareness and support for Parkinsons UK ! Any support is greatly welcomed. I hope my journey inspires others !
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
The ANON Suportive Spouse (ASS) final update
Monika summits Everest! (whoops that's next years headline - don't tell her!)
After 23 days on the bike, some 2000km's our weary bodies crossed the finish line at Lands End in conditions much the same as when we started-sunny with strong chilly headwinds.
Monika's effort given her limited biking experience was nothing short of amazing- her effort just to finish with her body really feeling the effects of the daily 100km's grind was testament to her deep regards to the achievements of Anne & Belinda (pledge recipients) back in Australia. Her desire to aid Parkinson's research in the UK & of course those many E mails of encouragement particularly Mick's whose words of support were almost Daily (thank you everyone)
This was not a trip. But a ride that anyone who has done would describe as an epic - to do it from John O Groats to Lands End (referred to as a Jogle) is the hardest of directions as you are constantly riding into a tiring headwind which makes Monika's effort even more Incredible.
To all those who have pledged on Monika's behalf thank you so much for providing the motivation & the sense of real achievement.
A list of some of the mile stones next page;
After 23 days on the bike, some 2000km's our weary bodies crossed the finish line at Lands End in conditions much the same as when we started-sunny with strong chilly headwinds.
Monika's effort given her limited biking experience was nothing short of amazing- her effort just to finish with her body really feeling the effects of the daily 100km's grind was testament to her deep regards to the achievements of Anne & Belinda (pledge recipients) back in Australia. Her desire to aid Parkinson's research in the UK & of course those many E mails of encouragement particularly Mick's whose words of support were almost Daily (thank you everyone)
This was not a trip. But a ride that anyone who has done would describe as an epic - to do it from John O Groats to Lands End (referred to as a Jogle) is the hardest of directions as you are constantly riding into a tiring headwind which makes Monika's effort even more Incredible.
To all those who have pledged on Monika's behalf thank you so much for providing the motivation & the sense of real achievement.
A list of some of the mile stones next page;
Day 25 & Final. - Newquay to Lands End 102kms
A sense of anticipation as we set as off early on last day (7.30) for Lands End knowing we had a return train deadline to meet.Rode along a busy A road over rolling Cornish Hills to Redruth navigating our way over the hills bearing scars of old Cornish mining to wine our way through villages & strong headwinds (what's new!) to the coastline & Marizon.
Magnificent views accompanied us on our coastal ride pass St Michael's Mount, through Penzance & then through the beautiful seaside town of Mousehole & it's impossibly narrow streets & back breaking hill.
The last 15 kms to Lands End was a terribly hard slog into strong headwinds that really sapped my remining energy but at 2.10pm after some 2000 km's & 23 days of riding we finally reached our destination to be welcomed by my flag waving sister Rita amongst the tourist throng.
I had barely time to appreciate the effort before getting an official photo done, off loading our panniers & then racing back to Penzance (15kms) to arrive in time for our train back to Honiton where we were warmly welcomed by members of my family also waving flags.
Day 24 Lifton to Newquay 95km's
Just when we thought we'd experienced every weather condition on trip... The day started with rain & thunderstorm threatening (so much for yesterday's sun)
We quickly cycled through historic Launceston & then skirted Bodmin Moor encountering a "Pea souper" before taking on the A road (not ideal in the conditions) & entering entering the forgettable Camelford.
More moors & more rain & mist as we finally made Padstow & well publicised & scenic trail taking it to Padstow.
The 16 miles to Newquay were rollercoasters packed with great coastal scenery. We arrived in Newquay around 7pm with the realization that after 23 days we were now only 80kms from the finish line at Lands End!
We quickly cycled through historic Launceston & then skirted Bodmin Moor encountering a "Pea souper" before taking on the A road (not ideal in the conditions) & entering entering the forgettable Camelford.
More moors & more rain & mist as we finally made Padstow & well publicised & scenic trail taking it to Padstow.The 16 miles to Newquay were rollercoasters packed with great coastal scenery. We arrived in Newquay around 7pm with the realization that after 23 days we were now only 80kms from the finish line at Lands End!
Monday, 27 June 2011
The Annon Supportive Spouse. (ASS) update
On between Monika's chronic bouts of knee pain & occasional "barfing" I have tried to convince Monika that tour cycling is in fact enjoyable as well as being very spiritual.
I mean what other activity can you do where you are so at one with yourself & nature. The hypnotic turning of the wheels us almost trance like while the accentuated smells & Colours of the countryside tantalite the senses, giving with release endorphins a feeling of euphoria & marvel at this thing we call life. My argument was I think well put until Monika reminds me if occasions where I'd come to an intersection in the country only to find the signpost stolen or the town or road number not listed & how easily I'd launch in to a "tourettes" inspired tirade-she even reminds me of the few times when cut off & then fingered by a motorist of how I would suddenly ride like a possessed mad man apparently yelling (I don't actually recall this) according to Monika "if I catch up with you pal I'm going to rip your arms off & shove them up your a...!
I rest my case on the fact that when lost yesterday near a small town & wondering how we could negotiate 2 miles on a busy dual carriageway to cut back on track, my spiritual calmness was rewarded by the intervention of a Sunday walker amazingly equipped with detailed maps ( karma) who was able to guide us on to a nearby path that negated the need to ride on a busy road.
I thought I'd eloquently Put across with tour cycling was enjoyable & looked expectantly across to Monika now noticing her now matching pair of "barf" colored shoes.
My argument didn't stand a chance in hell!
I mean what other activity can you do where you are so at one with yourself & nature. The hypnotic turning of the wheels us almost trance like while the accentuated smells & Colours of the countryside tantalite the senses, giving with release endorphins a feeling of euphoria & marvel at this thing we call life. My argument was I think well put until Monika reminds me if occasions where I'd come to an intersection in the country only to find the signpost stolen or the town or road number not listed & how easily I'd launch in to a "tourettes" inspired tirade-she even reminds me of the few times when cut off & then fingered by a motorist of how I would suddenly ride like a possessed mad man apparently yelling (I don't actually recall this) according to Monika "if I catch up with you pal I'm going to rip your arms off & shove them up your a...!
I rest my case on the fact that when lost yesterday near a small town & wondering how we could negotiate 2 miles on a busy dual carriageway to cut back on track, my spiritual calmness was rewarded by the intervention of a Sunday walker amazingly equipped with detailed maps ( karma) who was able to guide us on to a nearby path that negated the need to ride on a busy road.
I thought I'd eloquently Put across with tour cycling was enjoyable & looked expectantly across to Monika now noticing her now matching pair of "barf" colored shoes.
My argument didn't stand a chance in hell!
Day 23 Honiton to Lifton. 98km's
Was met at Exeter by my brother in law Steve & my sister Rita who helped out by acting as guides cycling from one side of Exeter to our exit road towards Oakhampton (thanks guys)
I could have easily called it quits as well with the sun out, the canal scenery in Exeter was stunning-as it was I had to "cruel" out a severe 5kms climb before passing through a series of beaut Devon villages complete with thatched roofs skirting Dartmoor on our way to & through Oakhampton.
I struggled most of the day before throwing up again (I now have matching coloured cycling shoes)
Called it quits at a very posh Lifton Hall Hotel in Lifton just outside Launceston complete with four-poster bed & ghost (check it out on line)the hotel that is.
Only 2 days left - I can't believe it the time has been a blur & now the journey/epic is nearly over - woohoo!
Day 22 - Rest day in Honiton
Glad in one respect to be resting but may find it hard to re-start tomorrow. Time puts us in Honiton for my god daughter's (Ellie) 9th birthday.
With the weather finally clearing it was great to sit out in the sun in clean clothes (thanks mother) & catch up with my family who have all been supportive of what I am doing & pledges thanks to Antonia (Wilma) to contribute to Parkinsons UK
Heard from back home that Anne (co-ord of Painting with Parkinson's) is out of hospital after a shoulder operation in time to attend her book launch "Living & Laughing with Parkinson's"- A book that is designed to help newly diagnosed Parkinson's sufferers.
Great stuff Anne - it's fantastic to hear your dream has finally become a reality.
With the weather finally clearing it was great to sit out in the sun in clean clothes (thanks mother) & catch up with my family who have all been supportive of what I am doing & pledges thanks to Antonia (Wilma) to contribute to Parkinsons UK
Heard from back home that Anne (co-ord of Painting with Parkinson's) is out of hospital after a shoulder operation in time to attend her book launch "Living & Laughing with Parkinson's"- A book that is designed to help newly diagnosed Parkinson's sufferers.
Great stuff Anne - it's fantastic to hear your dream has finally become a reality.
Saturday, 25 June 2011
Day 21 - Long Ashton to Honiton (125 Km's)
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| On the way to |Hontion ! |
Had some tea with my sister Rita who came up from Honiton to help guide us back and relieve us of some of our lugggae (cheating I know !) .
We headed out of Cheddar and through Wedmore skirting the nearby Glastonbury musica festival before deciding to make up time with rain now imminent to take a busy A road into Taunton a good idea at the time until said A road turned into a busy dual carriageway (we walked it). From there now in the rain and gloomy conditions we climbed over the steep Blangdon hills (site of WW2 Normandy airfields) passing through Smeaththarpe and then riding a spectacular downhill (spectacular as in the rain you couldnt see where you were going) into Honiton exhausted after 125 kms on the bike a new and hopefully not ot be beaten PB.
We were welcomed by a gracious family and with our gear wet through had a warm shower and of course a cupa (they still think we're nuts though).
It's a much needed rest day today and having now travelled 1700 kms spent most of today buying out the chemist shop to soothe all those aching bits . Only 300 kms to go in a journey that started 3 weeks ago - wow !
Friday, 24 June 2011
A day on the road-Monika & The ASS
An exclusive behind the scene look at what makes this MEGA production work!
Our day usually begins around 7.30am ( hey remember we're not as young as we once were) with Monika stocking up on pain killers for the knee while I take a huge slab of baby ointment & apply to my important nethea bits (I can hear you saying "way too much information"!
A daily 15 course breakfast soon follows (it's the only way Brits know how)supplying the 9-10 million calories needed for the constant climbing & descending in this supposedly flat country
We dress predictably for the weather ie; it's either raining, looks like rain or if it starts off sunny will more than likely rain sometime during the day.
Our planning team (me) meticulously maps a route based on directions, scenery & quiet roads. This planning usually has us lost within the first 2-3 hours of cycling.
We invariably stop for a cuppa late morning & lunch is most often on the run as the elements seems to conspire in keeping our average speed well down.
We know fatigue is setting in when we "blue" about something minor so have now started aiming for accommadtion around 6pm instead of the 8pm mark even if it means we are a little behind.
We're both taken to luxuriating in a hot bath following a long ride- for me this was preferable to beings scaled while trying to work out how to turn the damned shower on.
There's just enough time for dinner a catch up on E mails & blog before crashing into bed waking up next morning to do it all over again!
This is certaintly no holiday'
Our day usually begins around 7.30am ( hey remember we're not as young as we once were) with Monika stocking up on pain killers for the knee while I take a huge slab of baby ointment & apply to my important nethea bits (I can hear you saying "way too much information"!
A daily 15 course breakfast soon follows (it's the only way Brits know how)supplying the 9-10 million calories needed for the constant climbing & descending in this supposedly flat country
We dress predictably for the weather ie; it's either raining, looks like rain or if it starts off sunny will more than likely rain sometime during the day.
Our planning team (me) meticulously maps a route based on directions, scenery & quiet roads. This planning usually has us lost within the first 2-3 hours of cycling.
We invariably stop for a cuppa late morning & lunch is most often on the run as the elements seems to conspire in keeping our average speed well down.
We know fatigue is setting in when we "blue" about something minor so have now started aiming for accommadtion around 6pm instead of the 8pm mark even if it means we are a little behind.
We're both taken to luxuriating in a hot bath following a long ride- for me this was preferable to beings scaled while trying to work out how to turn the damned shower on.
There's just enough time for dinner a catch up on E mails & blog before crashing into bed waking up next morning to do it all over again!
This is certaintly no holiday'
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Day 20 Whitney on Wye to Long Ashton (near Bristol). 120km's
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| Monika at Clifton Suspension Bridge |
We made good progress in threatening conditions (as always) this morning skirting the Welsh-English border to Monmouth. A huge 5km climb out of Monmouth had my knee playing up again
Rain made conditions tricky as we eventually cycled down into Chepstow & across the massive Severn Bridge some 2 miles long.
Then things started then to go ape as non existent signage had us zig zagging for 4 hours in an attempt to escape Bristol the only highlight being crossing the spectacular Clifton Bridge on the out skirts of Bristol.
Exhausted after 11 hours on the go we plonked at a local pub in Long Ashton. I am so looking forward to making Honiton tomorrow & having a rest day before the last 3 days cycle to Lands End.
An official check showed some 1600km's cycled-it might be a while before I jump on a bike again once this is finished!
Day 19 Much Wendlock to Whitney on Wye. 80kms
It was a late start as we waited for the mornings torrential rain to ease off.
We climbed out of Much Wenlock crossing the Corve Dale in clearing weather to an even more beautiful medieval town of Ludlow. For an hour we became tourists walking our bikes through the narrow streets while marvelling at the sense of history.
From Ludlow it was towards the Welsh boarder into more wind! Even with pain killers my knees are feeling the effect of 19 days bike riding.
Richards Castle,Shobdon & Lyonshall quickly passed before we were lost once more at an unsigned intersection near Eardisley-thank the British as we were soon headed on our way finishing the day at The Boat Inn that backs on to the Wye river.
I'm beginning to struggle both physically & mentally as day after day of big riding can be dammed tiring.
I know though that I am close to the rest day in Honiton & close to finishing this epic cycle which I hope in looking back will mean much to me as well as to Anne & Belinda.
Roll on the end!
We climbed out of Much Wenlock crossing the Corve Dale in clearing weather to an even more beautiful medieval town of Ludlow. For an hour we became tourists walking our bikes through the narrow streets while marvelling at the sense of history.
From Ludlow it was towards the Welsh boarder into more wind! Even with pain killers my knees are feeling the effect of 19 days bike riding.
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| Beautfiul bridge along the way |
Richards Castle,Shobdon & Lyonshall quickly passed before we were lost once more at an unsigned intersection near Eardisley-thank the British as we were soon headed on our way finishing the day at The Boat Inn that backs on to the Wye river.
I'm beginning to struggle both physically & mentally as day after day of big riding can be dammed tiring.
I know though that I am close to the rest day in Honiton & close to finishing this epic cycle which I hope in looking back will mean much to me as well as to Anne & Belinda.
Roll on the end!
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
The Annon Supportive Spouse (ASS) update!
How uplifting it is in this sublimely beautiful country when the dammed sun comes out- strikingly vivid colours, wild flowers & a feeling that by cycling down country lanes that jumped into an Enid Blyton book or a Constable painting, but hey wait a minute it's back to crap again which locals tell me is the norm for the start of Wimbledon.
Nearly 1500km's done & we're in beautiful Shropshire with it's many Tudor style buildings
There's some hard yards left but the finish line for Monika & her remarkable achievement is closing in.
Two images I think sum up the trip so far-1)When I put it to Monika that "in sickness & in health" meant that she was maritally obliged to put ointment on my very tender nether bits-she replied " no way, I didn't even agreed to "obey" during the ceremony- kinda sums up her spirit & determination!
2)The second image was at Gargrave early on when stress head here was cursing while trying to pump up our tyres & couldn't work out why the tyres were going down until Monika pointed out a sign that said " pay 40p for use of air hose" yes they charge you for air in the UK! That's why she's a bank manager & am not!
Should be able to post some photos shortly
Nearly 1500km's done & we're in beautiful Shropshire with it's many Tudor style buildings
There's some hard yards left but the finish line for Monika & her remarkable achievement is closing in.
Two images I think sum up the trip so far-1)When I put it to Monika that "in sickness & in health" meant that she was maritally obliged to put ointment on my very tender nether bits-she replied " no way, I didn't even agreed to "obey" during the ceremony- kinda sums up her spirit & determination!
2)The second image was at Gargrave early on when stress head here was cursing while trying to pump up our tyres & couldn't work out why the tyres were going down until Monika pointed out a sign that said " pay 40p for use of air hose" yes they charge you for air in the UK! That's why she's a bank manager & am not!
Should be able to post some photos shortly
Day 18 Rugeley to Much Wenlock 75km's
It was too good to be true, the sun had disappeared as quickly as it had arrived.
We took off late on a windy & threatening morning negotiating a busy Rugeley before riding 15km's on an up hill climb over the picturesque Cannock Chase before descending into Penkridge & then winding our way pass motorways in the midlands to the historic & beautiful site of Ironbridge - visible remnants of England's industrial past.
Being a day off the pace & making it up as we go along we called it a night in the beautiful & historic town of Much Wenlock after 75km's for the day.
With just a week to go am so looking forward to completing this epic ride & having a real holiday!
Thanks for all your E Mails & comments-Mick your are a legend
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| German war cemetry on Cannock Chase |
Being a day off the pace & making it up as we go along we called it a night in the beautiful & historic town of Much Wenlock after 75km's for the day.
With just a week to go am so looking forward to completing this epic ride & having a real holiday!
Thanks for all your E Mails & comments-Mick your are a legend
Day 17 Uttoexeter to Rugeley
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| Canals near Shugborough estate |
After finding a great bike mechanic who arranged all necessary repairs we had a leisurely cycle out to the impressive Shugborough Estate, ancestral home of the Earl of Lichfield & yes I did check to see how my inheritance was going!
The ride to our over night accommodation in Rugeley was only a further 5km's on the A51- The Premier Inn located against a back drop of 4 enormous power stacks reminding me the Latrobe Valley.
There was even time to catch up with a few E Mails- although apologies to all because the demise of the Internet cafes overe here it has to be done from my mobile phone, not ideal when cycling 10 hours a day.
Monday, 20 June 2011
Day 16 Hazel Grove to Uttoxeter 86km's
After some good advice from a fellow cyclist (Dave) & the B&B we took the A6 to Whaley Bridge & in my terms a huge climb towards Buxton which although moorish in scenery resembles Olinda as it was full of cyclists.
Having survived the climb & descent into Buxton we cut across the Peak District passing Longnor (having stopped for an obligatory cuppa) before disaster nearly struck when Michael's pannier rack support bolt sheared off 25km's from our destination on the top of a windy hill in the Peak District.
Using my years of Westpac experience (LOL) we were able to do a "bushmans" repair job, re distributing the weight to allow Michael to limp into Uttoxeter where are first job will be to source a bike mechanic in the morning.
Amazingly 1300km's now gone -
PS forgot to mention the sun came out for a beautiful last 2 hours of riding into Uttoxeter in Derbyshire- with a downhill ride & no wind. It was heaven!
Having survived the climb & descent into Buxton we cut across the Peak District passing Longnor (having stopped for an obligatory cuppa) before disaster nearly struck when Michael's pannier rack support bolt sheared off 25km's from our destination on the top of a windy hill in the Peak District.
Using my years of Westpac experience (LOL) we were able to do a "bushmans" repair job, re distributing the weight to allow Michael to limp into Uttoxeter where are first job will be to source a bike mechanic in the morning.
Amazingly 1300km's now gone -
PS forgot to mention the sun came out for a beautiful last 2 hours of riding into Uttoxeter in Derbyshire- with a downhill ride & no wind. It was heaven!
Day 15 - Sowerby to Hazel Grove 88km's
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| Crossing the Moors |
5 hours saw us travel only 40km's passing through pictureque Slaithwaite on to Holmfirth which we at last had a good downhiller.From Holmfirth we aimed for the beginning of the Trans Penine Trail & after realising that the initial section was only fit for mules. Braved the busy A6 in very strong cross winds to ride downhill to Glossop.A short ride on a surface like the Warby trail had us hopelessly lost in a housing estate thanks to poor signage.
With time running short again we conducted another frantic search for accommodation near Marple securing a B&B only a couple of km's from Stockport.
The stressful search for accommodation was relieved in part by a lovely Italian meal in a nearby restaurant- about the only building without lockable window shutters-signalling the nature of the area.
The Annon Suppotive Spouse (ASS) update
Having limped into Uttoxeter last night "battled damaged" after high drama on the peaks when my pennier carrying system basically disintegrated. It's timely to share some lighter moments of the epic so far-
-Filming the turnover of the bike odometer to 1000kms when it took me a minute to realise that 999.99 kms was as high as the odometerwent!
-Wondering when pannier rack nut went how I could carry the pannier bags & film at the same time while riding!
-Bumping into a guy equipped with a rifle & sniper scope on lonely part of trail near Glossop, when I nervously asked " what's up mate" he simply replied "Rats, lots of em" - I said "must be big un's" as Monika & I pedalled like we were possessed to get out of his distance!
-The woman who gave us directions to a B&B saying it was 10 minutesby cycle-took us 45 minutes & nearly ended up in Stockport,she must have thought we were Mr & Mrs Casey Stoner!
-Losing our only map of the area into the canal after hitting a bump & having to ask a kid fishing to snag the map with his pole- as it turns out even having a map doesn't stop you from getting lost!
- Lost again till we hit a sign on the canal that showed Leeds as the direction ( other side of UK)!
Lost in housing estate where signs just simply sent you around & around & around!
-Guy who commented on my bike loading saying " your pretty lightly loaded" what are you meant to carry the kitchen sink!
- Monika when she raced over to me lying on the ground ready to rip into attending car occupants thinking they'd hurt me before realising that I'd fallen & they were helping me!
- descending into Kirkby Malham with Monika using her feet & the remaining fibres of her brake pads to stop!
Images to last a lifetime!
-Filming the turnover of the bike odometer to 1000kms when it took me a minute to realise that 999.99 kms was as high as the odometerwent!
-Wondering when pannier rack nut went how I could carry the pannier bags & film at the same time while riding!
-Bumping into a guy equipped with a rifle & sniper scope on lonely part of trail near Glossop, when I nervously asked " what's up mate" he simply replied "Rats, lots of em" - I said "must be big un's" as Monika & I pedalled like we were possessed to get out of his distance!
-The woman who gave us directions to a B&B saying it was 10 minutesby cycle-took us 45 minutes & nearly ended up in Stockport,she must have thought we were Mr & Mrs Casey Stoner!
-Losing our only map of the area into the canal after hitting a bump & having to ask a kid fishing to snag the map with his pole- as it turns out even having a map doesn't stop you from getting lost!
- Lost again till we hit a sign on the canal that showed Leeds as the direction ( other side of UK)!
Lost in housing estate where signs just simply sent you around & around & around!
-Guy who commented on my bike loading saying " your pretty lightly loaded" what are you meant to carry the kitchen sink!
- Monika when she raced over to me lying on the ground ready to rip into attending car occupants thinking they'd hurt me before realising that I'd fallen & they were helping me!
- descending into Kirkby Malham with Monika using her feet & the remaining fibres of her brake pads to stop!
Images to last a lifetime!
Saturday, 18 June 2011
The Annon Suportive Spouse (ASS) update
What was I thinking planning a route that had segments of the Pyranees, windswept wilds of Patagonia & New York on heat!
Ascents out of Dent & Settle in Yorkshire would have been better achieved with an ice pick & loaded pittons the roads were that steep - pushing a fully loaded bike was nearly impossible.
Crossing wind swept moor into Hebden Bridge into another headwind @ 5 miles an hour brought back memories of Tibet at it's worst.
Add industrial landscape where if you take a wrong turn (which we do regularly) you end up on a road feeling like you have entered on to a F1 racetrack.
Add loosing our map into the canal, getting lost, having bike difficulties & not being able to find accommodation & you have an idea of what it was like yesterday!
This is a tough ride but it also brings positives on di many levels. With a little luck & some good weather we will be back on track!
Ascents out of Dent & Settle in Yorkshire would have been better achieved with an ice pick & loaded pittons the roads were that steep - pushing a fully loaded bike was nearly impossible.
Crossing wind swept moor into Hebden Bridge into another headwind @ 5 miles an hour brought back memories of Tibet at it's worst.
Add industrial landscape where if you take a wrong turn (which we do regularly) you end up on a road feeling like you have entered on to a F1 racetrack.
Add loosing our map into the canal, getting lost, having bike difficulties & not being able to find accommodation & you have an idea of what it was like yesterday!
This is a tough ride but it also brings positives on di many levels. With a little luck & some good weather we will be back on track!
Friday, 17 June 2011
Day 14 - Malham to Sowerby - 93km's
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| Monika on the road |
10 hours of cycling in not to bad weather for only 90+ km's sums it all up. All seem to be going well until a well hidden sign on a canal tow path saw us heading towards Leeds.
Finally back on track we painfully navigated our way around Colne before heading across incredibly steep moorland road into usual strong headwinds to Hebden Bridge.
With gloom setting in we were finally directed to accommodation at the premiere Inn in somewhere near Halifax arriving at 8.45pm - it was that or sleep in the Sowerby train station.
Yes Mick as great as the scenery has been, this has certainly been no holiday. We've cycled some 1100km's & looking to getting through the industrial heartland in one piece.
Love to all.
Day 13 Rest day in Malham
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| Monika at Malham Cove |
It was heaven to sleep in, take a picnic (yes the sun came out) & walk off the soreness to nearby Malham cove - Beautiful rock face & included in one of the Harry Potter films. Spent the rest of the day kicking about, reading, relaxing & reflecting on the journey so far with over 1,000 km's cycled & about the same to go.
Knowing the work that Anne has done to help fellow Parkinson's sufferers is a great motivation to keep going as knowing how much Belinda's daughter has benefitted from the oxygen therapy.
The old saying that "we go this way in life but once & if I can help fellow travellers along the way then all the better"
Thanks to all those that have helped me help them!
Day 12 Kirkby Stephen to Malham - 97kms
Made good time across the moors in early drizzle from KIrkby Stephens to Sedburgh then taking a Yorkshire bridleway(a road the size of a cycling track) to picturesque Dent.
Although forewarned nothing could have prepared us for the climb out of Dent a punishing 5km walk (yes walk!)on roads with 30% segments that made walking & pushing the bike in the rain nearly impossible- it's the only time I've ever gone up hill with the brakes on for fear of my loaded bike rolling out of control backwards!
Finally back riding we crossed wild moorland scenery to Ingleton & then on to Settle 10km's from our destination & with conditions already gloomy the climb out of Settle on the Yorkshire Dales was another monster hill that just about finished me.
We finally arrived at beautiful Malham & our 17th century accommodation at 8.30pm having covered 97km's in 9 hours of actual riding.
One of the hardest days so far- looking forward to the rest day tomorrow.
Although forewarned nothing could have prepared us for the climb out of Dent a punishing 5km walk (yes walk!)on roads with 30% segments that made walking & pushing the bike in the rain nearly impossible- it's the only time I've ever gone up hill with the brakes on for fear of my loaded bike rolling out of control backwards!
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| Arriving in Malham |
Finally back riding we crossed wild moorland scenery to Ingleton & then on to Settle 10km's from our destination & with conditions already gloomy the climb out of Settle on the Yorkshire Dales was another monster hill that just about finished me.
We finally arrived at beautiful Malham & our 17th century accommodation at 8.30pm having covered 97km's in 9 hours of actual riding.
One of the hardest days so far- looking forward to the rest day tomorrow.
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
The Anon Supportive Spouse (ASS) update
Nearly every expletive known to man (& Bob & Kev) was used when trying to navigate out of Edinburgh. Up until now I thought I had a good sense of direction- but Edinburgh
Proved me wrong, obviously the city planners & cycle route markers had a few wee drams too many when planning routes & placing relevant signage.
The mental stress of Edinburgh combined with physical stress of covering the 122 km's to Brampton has aged me a few years- I mean I'm meant to be supporting Monika but who's supporting me?
Monika has done exceptionally well through all of this including listening to my tirades that seem thankfully to be occurring less frequently.
Today though made it worth while, sun-an easy pace, no winds & magnificent scenery. I could almost forget that the only part of me not currently hurting is my ...... Scrub that, it all hurts!
Thankfully a rest day is on the horizon - maybe a pint or two & an opportunity to marvel at what Monika is achieving!
Proved me wrong, obviously the city planners & cycle route markers had a few wee drams too many when planning routes & placing relevant signage.
The mental stress of Edinburgh combined with physical stress of covering the 122 km's to Brampton has aged me a few years- I mean I'm meant to be supporting Monika but who's supporting me?
Monika has done exceptionally well through all of this including listening to my tirades that seem thankfully to be occurring less frequently.
Today though made it worth while, sun-an easy pace, no winds & magnificent scenery. I could almost forget that the only part of me not currently hurting is my ...... Scrub that, it all hurts!
Thankfully a rest day is on the horizon - maybe a pint or two & an opportunity to marvel at what Monika is achieving!
Day 11 - Brampton to Kirkby Stephens 75kms
At last- a beautiful day. A reasonable distance & we are actually back on track taking a few short cuts off the new route.
View of the Pennines provided a beautiful back drop to the days up & down cycling along narrow country lanes.
This was almost paradise, no wind-even time to take in a cosy lunch in out door village setting.
In arriving at picturesque town of Kirkby Stephens we have now clocked up over 900 km's! Something I can't believe given my limited cycling experience.
Accommodation for the night is a converted church.
While dinner was taken on the village green (fish & chips out of paper)Michael & I reflected on the trip to date.
Thanks Anne & Mick for your E mails it's a pleasure in a small way to be able to help you.
View of the Pennines provided a beautiful back drop to the days up & down cycling along narrow country lanes.
This was almost paradise, no wind-even time to take in a cosy lunch in out door village setting.
In arriving at picturesque town of Kirkby Stephens we have now clocked up over 900 km's! Something I can't believe given my limited cycling experience.
Accommodation for the night is a converted church.
While dinner was taken on the village green (fish & chips out of paper)Michael & I reflected on the trip to date.
Thanks Anne & Mick for your E mails it's a pleasure in a small way to be able to help you.
Day 10- Innerleithen to Brampton
We made a commitment to get back on schedule by leaving early. Very strong head winds & long climbs through the Scottish Highlands/Border region soon put paid to that plan.
The first four & a half hours saw us cover only 50km's to remote Tibetan monastery in Eskmuirdale the only one of it's kind in UK.(where we should have spent last night)
We finally exited the Highlands through beaut forest scenery emerging at Langholm before undertaking a tortuous ride across hilly terrain towards Hadrian's wall.
Although we again failed to catch up the 30km's we lost at Edinburgh the 122k day equated to 9 hours in the saddle by the time we arrived at Brampton.
A frantic search for accommodation soon found us a room in a pub.I think they saw us coming at £90 a night!
I had just enough energy to eat & then crush.
PS- I'm thankful for all the supportive E mails. They really help keep me going- Will reply when I get time.
The first four & a half hours saw us cover only 50km's to remote Tibetan monastery in Eskmuirdale the only one of it's kind in UK.(where we should have spent last night)
We finally exited the Highlands through beaut forest scenery emerging at Langholm before undertaking a tortuous ride across hilly terrain towards Hadrian's wall.
Although we again failed to catch up the 30km's we lost at Edinburgh the 122k day equated to 9 hours in the saddle by the time we arrived at Brampton.
A frantic search for accommodation soon found us a room in a pub.I think they saw us coming at £90 a night!
I had just enough energy to eat & then crush.
PS- I'm thankful for all the supportive E mails. They really help keep me going- Will reply when I get time.
Day 9 Rosyth to Innerleithen 97kms
A glorious morning as I said goodbye to family & rode across
the magnificent Forth Bridge.
The 30km's into the centre of Edinburgh through it's leafy outer
suburbs was a peach compared to the nightmare of negotiating our
way out.
Lost-found-lost again before we finally climbed the surrounding hills
to Dalkeith & Carrington & then climbing again to enter wild & isolated
scenery that started the Scottish border region.By this time the weather
had changed to rain plus ice cold headwinds as we battled our way in the
gloom to Innerleithen some 50km's short of our planned target.
While bike is going well, the body is not & hard riding day after day
has caused swelling in one of my knees- oh well I knew this was not going
to be a picnic & I am determined to finish the ride!
the magnificent Forth Bridge.
The 30km's into the centre of Edinburgh through it's leafy outer
suburbs was a peach compared to the nightmare of negotiating our
way out.
Lost-found-lost again before we finally climbed the surrounding hills
to Dalkeith & Carrington & then climbing again to enter wild & isolated
scenery that started the Scottish border region.By this time the weather
had changed to rain plus ice cold headwinds as we battled our way in the
gloom to Innerleithen some 50km's short of our planned target.
While bike is going well, the body is not & hard riding day after day
has caused swelling in one of my knees- oh well I knew this was not going
to be a picnic & I am determined to finish the ride!
Sunday, 12 June 2011
Anon supportive spouse (ASS) update
Just when you thought it couldn't get any tougher! Mon's error over the mountains was superb considering A) her gears weren't working well B)she realised her back brake was partially applied for the first 40k's.
Saturday was as tough as it gets trying to catch up our 2 lost hours in torrential rain. Mon's spill on the dual carriage way was terrifying watching cars speed by inches from her. With mine I expect the Kinross council will need to replace the bitumen I dug up as I hit the ground in the wet so hard.
Chris,Maggie & Shane saved the day by looking after us so brilliantly allowing us to dry out.
We have now passed amazingly passed the 700 mark, doing it tough in the rain & wind. When not hallucinating I'm busy cursing-I mean I can understand working in semi govt myself that it is likely that someone has forgotten to tell the roads dept that the war with Germany has in fact ended & that all missing road signs can now be put back, I can even accept that a country that standard "centric" forgot to standardise shower unit controls so dummies like me don't end up with 3rd degree burns- what I can't accept though is why roads are still marked in miles, doesn't the relevant authority understand how demoralising it is when knackered to believe you're nearly there when your not!
All joking aside the scenery (waterlogged)has been superb- rideon
Saturday was as tough as it gets trying to catch up our 2 lost hours in torrential rain. Mon's spill on the dual carriage way was terrifying watching cars speed by inches from her. With mine I expect the Kinross council will need to replace the bitumen I dug up as I hit the ground in the wet so hard.
Chris,Maggie & Shane saved the day by looking after us so brilliantly allowing us to dry out.
We have now passed amazingly passed the 700 mark, doing it tough in the rain & wind. When not hallucinating I'm busy cursing-I mean I can understand working in semi govt myself that it is likely that someone has forgotten to tell the roads dept that the war with Germany has in fact ended & that all missing road signs can now be put back, I can even accept that a country that standard "centric" forgot to standardise shower unit controls so dummies like me don't end up with 3rd degree burns- what I can't accept though is why roads are still marked in miles, doesn't the relevant authority understand how demoralising it is when knackered to believe you're nearly there when your not!
All joking aside the scenery (waterlogged)has been superb- rideon
Saturday, 11 June 2011
Day 8 - Blairgowrie to Rosyth (100 km's)
Bikes in for much needed repairs. In the rain & 2 hours behind we found ourselves lost in Perth & some how on a dual carriage way with cars speeding at120 k's per hour plus. Once realising our mistake & tried to pull over to the verge only to lose control & plant myself on the road with my head only inches from traffic - scary I can assure you!
30kms later Michael joined the prang club when he also came of his bike & landed heavily in the wet.
Both shaken but recovered we climbed another damned hill one too many- Arriving at the Forth Bridge near Edinburgh at 7pm still 30 kms from our destination. Luckily my bother & his family came to our rescue putting up 2 very soggy very, very sore cyclist( thanks chris, Maggie & Shane)
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Day 7 - Tomintoul to Blairgowrie (113 km's)
OMG x 4 - What a day. 4 mountain passes, 113 kms a personal best for me & 10 hours on ride arriving in Blairgowrie at 8pm. The first five hours of cycling had us traveling 50kms, as we climbed & decended mountain pass after mountain pass in the highlands the first one the Lecht pass with a no of 20% segments. Thankfully the weather was sunny even though cool. This day was a test of endurance. Desends were scary with the weight on the bike putting the brakes to a real test, with corners requiring full braking. The scenery along the highlands route was outstanding.The final 2 hours into Blairgowrie was very touch and go with energy & water levels low - but we eventualy arrived near 8pm to be well recieved by Jean & Robert of the Glenvar Lodge who presented us with a pot of tea, cheese & crackers & an offer to do our washing - Scots hospitlaity at its best.
Day 6 - Inverness to Tomintoul (90 kms)
Set off in the rain for diffiicult navigation through Inverness & unsigned country lanes.Cycled past the famous Culloden batlle sight to the even more impressive Harry Pottter viaduct bridge. Started climbing into moorlanads made even more diificult by cold rain and slipping gears. When it did stop raining I had the opportunity to appreciate the beautiful Scottiish Highlands . A leg burning 20% climb (short distance thank god) nearing Timontoul. - a town famed for one of the lowest ever UK recorded temperatures of -20c and also the worlds largest whisky bottle at 100 litres plus !
Day 5 - Rest day Inverness !
Little sleep after a herd of elephants (in the guise of a group of american teenagers) thundered through the youth hostel the previous night. Rested slightly weary legs by walking into Inverness to take in the sights and to refresh supplies - also finally had phone synced allowing me to commuincate with the outside world . A picturesque city centre with views from casttle over the riger - obvious signs though of depressed econonmy with lots of run down buildings and unemployed . Cycled 5 kms for accommodtaion for the night on outskirts of town just beating thunderstorm to prepare for day 6
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Annon Supportive Spouse (ASS) Update !
What took us 4 1/2 hours by train has taken us nearly 4 days by bike in returning to wet & windy Inverness !
Day 4 started well enough courtesy of Brian and Elaine at the Monach House B&B in Bonar Bridge where they plied us with great company and a terrric breakfast - all went rapidly downhill first of all there was the rain but i guess this is Scotalnd - secondly getting lost near Tain saw us competing on the A9 with 120 km/hr trucks - 3rdly when I realised after 42 kms that the pain i was experiencing in my head was in fact a bike fitting that I'd tossed in my helmet - old saying no sense no feeling - 4thly when we undertook a holding pattern that would have done a pilot at Heathrow airport proud as we cycled a beautiful figure 8 near Inverness hopelessley lost.
The days disasters though werent yet complete as crossing the Firth or the Forth river we were nearly blown from the bridge into the drink - we arrived to get rained on one more time and then lost once again trying to find our accommodation
We're now at 330 kms - I can safely report that the "girl" is doing real well having battled gamely all the elements that Scotland can throw - while her personal drive is kicking in I'm sure the motivation of helping to support Anne and Belinda back in Oz is a key factor !
Tomorrow wer'e off to Timmontoul over the Mtns reportedly the place were of one of the the lowest ever UK recorded temp of -20c ....great !!!
Day 4 started well enough courtesy of Brian and Elaine at the Monach House B&B in Bonar Bridge where they plied us with great company and a terrric breakfast - all went rapidly downhill first of all there was the rain but i guess this is Scotalnd - secondly getting lost near Tain saw us competing on the A9 with 120 km/hr trucks - 3rdly when I realised after 42 kms that the pain i was experiencing in my head was in fact a bike fitting that I'd tossed in my helmet - old saying no sense no feeling - 4thly when we undertook a holding pattern that would have done a pilot at Heathrow airport proud as we cycled a beautiful figure 8 near Inverness hopelessley lost.
The days disasters though werent yet complete as crossing the Firth or the Forth river we were nearly blown from the bridge into the drink - we arrived to get rained on one more time and then lost once again trying to find our accommodation
We're now at 330 kms - I can safely report that the "girl" is doing real well having battled gamely all the elements that Scotland can throw - while her personal drive is kicking in I'm sure the motivation of helping to support Anne and Belinda back in Oz is a key factor !
Tomorrow wer'e off to Timmontoul over the Mtns reportedly the place were of one of the the lowest ever UK recorded temp of -20c ....great !!!
Day 4 Bonar Bridge to Inverness - 105 kms'
I'm now familiar with the cycling term sore bum after we spent 8+ hours on the saddle yesterday.
A combination of strong winds and rain made progress pretty painful although Michael took great delight in reminding me that it was nowhere near as bad as his ride in Tibet in 2010 ... I dont give a %%£$% !
Finally reached sight of the Forth of Firth near I|nverness when things got even worse when apparent we were hopelessley lost taking the wrong route when we saw signs indicating we were cycling away from Inverness !
Once back on track we crossed the bridge in gale force winds that threatened to pick us up and dump us some 200 metres below into the river ! To tops things off we made Inverenss just in time to get dumped upon (rain) and then proceeded to get lost one more time trying to find our accommodation.
Despite the trial and tribulations all is well - a rest today - 300 + kms now gone but a real hard one tomorrow over the Mtns to Timonotoul. Stay Well !
A combination of strong winds and rain made progress pretty painful although Michael took great delight in reminding me that it was nowhere near as bad as his ride in Tibet in 2010 ... I dont give a %%£$% !
Finally reached sight of the Forth of Firth near I|nverness when things got even worse when apparent we were hopelessley lost taking the wrong route when we saw signs indicating we were cycling away from Inverness !
Once back on track we crossed the bridge in gale force winds that threatened to pick us up and dump us some 200 metres below into the river ! To tops things off we made Inverenss just in time to get dumped upon (rain) and then proceeded to get lost one more time trying to find our accommodation.Despite the trial and tribulations all is well - a rest today - 300 + kms now gone but a real hard one tomorrow over the Mtns to Timonotoul. Stay Well !
Monday, 6 June 2011
Anon Supportive Spouse (ASS) update !
3 days in & already over 200km on the clock! This part of the world has to be cycling heaven with magnificent coastal & mountain scenery.
Mon's doing brilliantly well & only complaining hourly now, which is a fair effort given her cycling experience!
Equipment has held up well (touch wood) had a seat problem - did suggest to Monika that we get it fixed at Lands End but her look told me that it was in my best interest to get off my bike & help her fix it!
Scottish people are incredibly friendly, drivers are more likely to drive behind you & wait there turn to overtake, which given the narrow size of the roads is pretty courteous.
Have learnt to keep on eye on the bikes when checking mine after hearing flapping noise when hurtling down hill - found to my horror that the front wheel quick release had worked loose, meaning that there was little keeping the front wheel in the race.
So far so Good!
Mon's doing brilliantly well & only complaining hourly now, which is a fair effort given her cycling experience!
Equipment has held up well (touch wood) had a seat problem - did suggest to Monika that we get it fixed at Lands End but her look told me that it was in my best interest to get off my bike & help her fix it!
Scottish people are incredibly friendly, drivers are more likely to drive behind you & wait there turn to overtake, which given the narrow size of the roads is pretty courteous.
Have learnt to keep on eye on the bikes when checking mine after hearing flapping noise when hurtling down hill - found to my horror that the front wheel quick release had worked loose, meaning that there was little keeping the front wheel in the race.
So far so Good!
Day 3 - Tongue to Bonar Bridge
We were fully kitted out to take into account the biting winds on the plateau as we cycled along remote Scottish lochs.
We found an Inn this time in the middle of no where & settled for soup & a toasted sandwiches.
Cycling in these parts requires judgement as roads are single lane with passing points. While drivers are courteous, I am mindful that as a cyclist we're low on the food chain.
We made good time & entered Bonar Bridge just after 4pm - already over 200km!
Day 2 - Castle Hill to Tongue
So much for the easy start. Day 2 again in fine weather saw as climbing & descending over the 90km journey. Plenty of spectacular views of the Scottish coastline although with steep climbs my main view was of my front tyre.
With water & energy levels low we searched without luck for a hotel or the like & had to eventually settle for a cup of tea & a couple of strawberries to get through our 7 hour ride.With little energy left we coasted down hill to the town of Tongue, spending the night in a beautiful situated youth hostel.
Too tried to walk or ride into town we settled for an off the shelf pasta meal & rice pudding out of a can.
Day 2 made me realise this will be no picnic.
Too tried to walk or ride into town we settled for an off the shelf pasta meal & rice pudding out of a can.
Day 2 made me realise this will be no picnic.
Day 1 - Wick to John O Groats to Castlehill
It's been an epic just to get to the starting line, 24 hours by air, 1500km by road, 4 hours by rail & 30km by bike to arrive & then depart John O Groats at 3.45pm on Saturday the 4th June.
The days tally of 55km saw us cycle along beautiful country lanes in surprising good weather along the north Scotland coast to castle hill & our B & B for the evening.
Apart from a malfunctioning seat & being loaded like the spirit of Tasmania (on wheels) it was near enough to a prefect start to the 2000km bike ride.
PS met up with a group of British Legion cyclists 'Ride for heroes' who had just completed the End to End in a remarkable 7 days, averaging 200km per day!
The days tally of 55km saw us cycle along beautiful country lanes in surprising good weather along the north Scotland coast to castle hill & our B & B for the evening.Apart from a malfunctioning seat & being loaded like the spirit of Tasmania (on wheels) it was near enough to a prefect start to the 2000km bike ride.
PS met up with a group of British Legion cyclists 'Ride for heroes' who had just completed the End to End in a remarkable 7 days, averaging 200km per day!
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