Would like to start off by thanking an anonymous donor for the £940
A big thank you to the man who bought me my first bike, taught me how to ride it and who has been through so much in the the last 3 years.
After last week’s freezing weather and the Office of doom and gloom (formally known as the MET office) predicting heavy rain, I set off in the sunshine.
After cycling 15 miles I realised I had left my pump so headed home to pick it up. Being able to change an inner tube is one thing, being able to fix a puncture is another thing but being able to do either of the first two without a pump is something completely different.
Cycled up the A38 then along the Severn Beach road from Avonmouth. Stopped at a café there for a 2nd breakfast. Whilst eating the omelette I’d ordered, a group of bikers came in full cold weather kit. The last of the group came in and after taking his helmet off and placed it with all the helmets which had accumulated on one of the tables.
“Too many helmets…” he announced VERY loudly, “ and not enough err…” I stopped eating my omelette and waited for whatever he had carefully thought of to say, “errr… breakfasts.” Back to the omelette.
Cycled over the M5 and after leaving Wotton Under Edge, climbed a steep climb up on the top of the Cotswolds. Bright blue skies.
It’s amazing how your view of everything can change so quickly.
Cycling along the flat at 30miles an hour, surrounded by fields and with a view of Wales to the left- things were looking good. Lunch stop was in 3miles, which at that speed with a tailwind was only 5 minutes away.
Tetbury is full of antique shops. They had a Persian rug sale in the town hall and it didn’t take long to realise no matter how seriously I looked at the reindeer rugs, in my cycling bib leggings and funny waterproof elf overshoes, I was never going to fit in.
Along the same bit of road as earlier, travelling at 10 miles an hour in the pouring rain, with the same ‘tailwind’ now heading straight my way, my view of everything was very different.
Home before 4 and straight out for a huge roast. 95 miles.
A big thank you to the man who bought me my first bike, taught me how to ride it and who has been through so much in the the last 3 years.
After last week’s freezing weather and the Office of doom and gloom (formally known as the MET office) predicting heavy rain, I set off in the sunshine.
After cycling 15 miles I realised I had left my pump so headed home to pick it up. Being able to change an inner tube is one thing, being able to fix a puncture is another thing but being able to do either of the first two without a pump is something completely different.
Cycled up the A38 then along the Severn Beach road from Avonmouth. Stopped at a café there for a 2nd breakfast. Whilst eating the omelette I’d ordered, a group of bikers came in full cold weather kit. The last of the group came in and after taking his helmet off and placed it with all the helmets which had accumulated on one of the tables.
“Too many helmets…” he announced VERY loudly, “ and not enough err…” I stopped eating my omelette and waited for whatever he had carefully thought of to say, “errr… breakfasts.” Back to the omelette.
Cycled over the M5 and after leaving Wotton Under Edge, climbed a steep climb up on the top of the Cotswolds. Bright blue skies.
It’s amazing how your view of everything can change so quickly.
Cycling along the flat at 30miles an hour, surrounded by fields and with a view of Wales to the left- things were looking good. Lunch stop was in 3miles, which at that speed with a tailwind was only 5 minutes away.
Tetbury is full of antique shops. They had a Persian rug sale in the town hall and it didn’t take long to realise no matter how seriously I looked at the reindeer rugs, in my cycling bib leggings and funny waterproof elf overshoes, I was never going to fit in.
Along the same bit of road as earlier, travelling at 10 miles an hour in the pouring rain, with the same ‘tailwind’ now heading straight my way, my view of everything was very different.
Home before 4 and straight out for a huge roast. 95 miles.
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