As I ride over the finish line I am conscious that I can actually see where I started 909 miles ago, Lands End, Worcestershire. What was the point? The point was that I had an opportunity, an opportunity not to be wasted. We returned from our Lanzarote winter holiday feeling very well watered and fed.... Continue Reading →
Couch to John o’Groats
Looking at your average social media page during this period of lockdown it would seem there are two options; crack open the wine while tucking into the crisps or become a health kick bore and exercise like mad. If I'd tossed a coin I could quite easily and happily chosen either route. Pre-Lockdown, we had... Continue Reading →