John O'Groats to Lands End - 977 miles (July 2001)
by Brian Thompson & Gary Hill
Cyclists
Gary Hill aged 38 from Northampton
Simon Reardon aged 26 from Earls Barton
Dale Grose aged 34 from Earls Barton
Brian Thompson aged 54 from Earls Barton
Charities
Multiple Sclerosis – Gary and Brian (Raised £1250)
Headway – a local head injuries support group – Simon
Cynthia Spencer Hospice – a local hospice for cancer patients -
Dale
Thurs 19/07/01 Travel from Northampton to John O'Groats
The weather forecast for the start of the journey was to say the
least not very promising, with one of the daily papers predicting arctic
conditions. However, undeterred we left Earls Barton at about 11.00am
in a transit van with our bikes in boxes we had scrounged from local cycle
shops. We arrived at Luton airport with plenty of time to spare, had
a drink or two and then boarded our Easy Jet flight to Inverness. As our
bikes were boxed up we had to wait at Inverness Airport at the collection
point for awkward shaped baggage. As we stood by a doorway to collect the
parcels we met a lady also waiting for unusual baggage, but in her case
it was for a fragile parcel. As we watched, the baggage handler picked up
her bag, looked at the clearly marked fragile label, and then threw it to
the ground. The lady was justifiably livid. When our bikes came through
one of the boxes was damaged, we gave it a cursory inspection and the damage
looked as though someone had torn open parts of the box looking for valuables.
However we located our taxi driver and then loaded our bikes into the people
carrier for the journey to John O'Groats, hoping that there was no damage
to Simon's bike. The journey was interesting with the driver, Brian, acting
as a travel courier and telling us about the history and local information.
When we arrived at The B & B we unpacked the bikes only to find out
that Simon's bike in the damaged box was far from perfect. The cycle computer
was missing and the front forks badly bent. Luckily the B & B had
a large workshop where we located a 5ft length of scaffold pole and Dale
and I straightened the forks while the others looked on in horror expecting
the forks to break at any moment. Eventually we got all the bikes together
and cycled along virtually deserted roads into John O'Groats for the customary
pictures, a tee shirt and a couple of pints. When we asked the locals what
time it gets dark we were told that at this time of the year it doesn't
and they have virtually 24 hours daylight. This was only partially true
and it did get darkish about 11.00pm, maybe because it was overcast, but
it did mean we required lights on the ride back. Back to the B & B and
bed ready for an early start next morning.
Left Mrs Wilkins B & B at 8.15 a.m. heading towards Thurso
on the A836 with the wind blowing from the North giving a cross wind.
First part of the ride was fairly flat open heath land. Stopped at Thurso
for a quick drink and a bite to eat. So far so good – only another 900
miles or so to go.
We the travelled through Melvich and Strathy to Bettyhill. This section
included four fairly stiff climbs – a taste of things to come. At Berryhill
we turned inland and had the luxury of a tailwind for the rest of the
day. This was to be the first and last tailwind of the trip – maybe that
is why sensible people travel from Lands End to John O'Groats. We joined
the B873 at Tongue where the road followed the River Naver. This proved
to be a relatively fat section although there were lots of cattle grids
to negotiate. In fact I have a vivid impression of Gary approaching one
of these on a downhill stretch at around about 40mph and jumping his bike
over the 2 metre grid and landing safely – not something I would have tried,
but then I don't have his mountain bike skills.
In Bettyhill we stopped for our vital refreshments and met a couple of
draymen (from Hunter & Co) who kindly offered us a donation for one of
our charities (MS).
Dales chainset had broken. Having an Ultegra chainset which has splines
we discovered that the centre nut had come loose and the chainring had
partially come off the splines. There was evidence of some damage but between
us with some trepidation we decided to have a go at repairing it. We borrowed
an allen key off the barman at the Bonar Bridge Hotel and re-attached the
chainring. It seemed o.k. so we sent Simon off to test it in top gear up
a steep hill. Still seems o.k., but only time will tell. The barman kindly
let Dale keep the allen key so that we could ensure the securing bolt did
not come loose again.
Bonar Bridge Hotel (01863) 766685. Carol/Paul/Sharon.
2 twin rooms @ £20 pppn incl b&b
Break at Thurso, Lunch at Berryhill. Excellent views down Strath
Naver (B873).
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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110
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110
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Arrived 7.15pm
Steep climb over to Alness.
Left Bonar Bridge at around 8.30 a.m. only to encounter a steep
climb to 220 m from more or less sea level. We then descended to Loch Ness
and had a short stop at a garage just outside the city where we had four
mugs of much appreciated hot chocolate. We then continued on to the A9
and once again encountered a gruelling climb along a busy road to 235m.
We then travelled along the south of Loch Ness after being warned by
the locals that travelling on the A82 would probably result in our premature
deaths from tourists searching the Loch for Nessie. We stopped for lunch
at Dores alongside east bank of Loch Ness. We re-tightened Dales chainring
securing nut but apart from that his bike is fine.
After lunch we followed the B862 to the end of Loch Ness where we met
an horrendous climb to 393m, however the view was spectacular even if
the legs were feeling a bit weary. We then descended to Fort Augustus for
a mid afternoon break in a pub. We also needed to book accommodation for
that evening in Fort William. Gary phoned Tourist Information while the
rest of us had a couple of pints. However during this break the rain started
and was to continue for the last 35 miles to Fort William. After successfully
arranging accommodation we left Fort Augustus on the A82 and followed Loch
Lochie to Fort William. We arrived drenched and having only one change of
clothes, changed into dryish wear and prepared to go out. In the mean time
we hung up our sodden cycling wear over a warm radiator in the hope they
might dry. We hailed a taxi and went into town where Gary being an ardent
mountain climber knew the best bars to frequent, and went to the aptly named
Nevis Bar. Three of us went for the local favourite of Haggis, Neaps and Tattys
whilst Simon went for a good old pizza. The haggis was excellent but having
had soup for starters I was really struggling to finish off the generous
portions.
After the meal we went downstairs for a drink. It was now approaching
11.00 p.m. and we were expecting last orders. 11.00 came and went and the
bar was filling at an alarming rate. We then discovered that the licensing
laws in Scotland aren't quite as antiquated is those in England and the bars
don't close until some time after midnight. We then got a taxi and returned
to our rooms only to find the radiators were cold and our clothes still
as wet as when we left them.
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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106
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216
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Arrived 8.00pm
09:10, 10:50, 15:00, 18:55 Ferry (01436 672642)
Woke up to a grey morning with drizzle in the air only to discover
that our cycling clothes were virtually as wet as the night before. Worse
still there had been no covered area for our bikes and our saddles were
soaked. Struggling into the wet gear we had breakfast and set off feeling
rather damp following Loch Eil on the A82 with the towering peak of Ben
Nevis just visible to the left. We cycled along the Pass of Glencoe with
a 4 mile climb to about 348m in intermittent rain. The views of Glen Coe
were spectacular but the terrain was fairly demanding. After lunch the
weather brightened up and the terrain became easier as we cycled alongside
the river Fallock, which we concluded was a salmon fishing river, an area
of resounding beauty with picturesque landscapes. The afternoon was one
of the most pleasant rides of the holiday alongside the river and then on
to Loch Lomond. With drying clothes and the flatter terrain we all started
to feel really good and the last 20 miles into Dumbarton were the quickest
of the journey so far. We arrived at the B & B at around 7.00pm. As
we were in different B & B's we had arrange to meet in a pub midway
between the two. The bar looked a bit foreboding and once inside the décor
was a bit basic and the barman was covered in tattoos, had a 4 inch scar
on his neck and looked as though he had been recruited to 'clean the pub
up'. However we had a pleasant chat with one of the locals and headed off
for a bite to eat.
While Dale and Simon lived it up in one B & B with en suite, Gary
and I stayed in a B & B along a quiet cul de sac. Once booked in
it took quite a lot of persuasion to get the landlady to find a safe place
for our bikes. Later we found out that the next door neighbour had 'torched
' our hosts car over some long standing disagreement – and she said our
bikes would be safe outside, Huh!
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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94
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310
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We left Dumbarton at 8.30 and headed into Glasgow City centre.
This part of the journey was in heavy traffic with frequent stops at
traffic lights and roundabouts. This early part of the journey was frustrating
as the constant starting and stopping was not only physically demanding
but was also keeping our average speed low. We carried on through Hamilton
and then on to the B7078. At last we were on the open roads. This was a
really quiet road which follow the M74. If we thought that our problems were
over and that we could pick up some lost time we were sadly mistaken. Once
out of the confines of the City it was evident that the southerly wind was
strong, unrelenting and in our faces. We struggled for ages averaging less
than 10mph and morale was sinking to an all time low. We stopped for lunch
at a pub and had to wait ages for a 'fast food' meal – still more time lost.
Emerging after lunch was no better with the wind as unrelenting as ever.
However as the B7078 joined the A702 at Abington the open terrain gave way
to wooded areas on both sides of the road. The trees acted as a natural wind
break and all of a sudden things changed and we were able to cycle at 16
or 17 mph. We then joined the B7076 at Johnstonebridge and down past Lockerbie.
Soon after Lockerbie my wife, Rosie, who was to act as support vehicle for
the rest of the journey to Lands End phoned to say she was in Carlisle.
She arranged accommodation for us and then came to meet us. As she arrived
I had just got the first puncture of the trip so far. Once repaired we offloaded
our saddle bags and handlebar panniers and set off for Gretna Green (and
our last alcoholic refreshment in Scotland). It was a relief to finish the
journey to Carlisle with a lighter load.
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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8.45
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13
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41
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115
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425
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A701 Moffat, B7076 Lockerbie, Ecclefechan Gretna Green, A74 Carlisle.
Arrived 8.30pm
This morning breakfast was the smallest so far – is this an indication
we are in England? Simons freewheel which had been sticking yesterday
was in need of repair. We therefore cycled into Carlisle to wait for a
bike shop to open. No luck here – the first shop didn't have a mechanic and
didn't have the spare part required. The shop next door didn't open until
10.00 a.m! We therefore decided to carry on and on Gary's advice decided we
would try a bikeshop he knew of in Ambleside. Leaving a wet and drizzly Carlisle
at about 9.15 a.m. we cycled out along the B5299 through Dalston then climbed
to Sebergham. The countryside was now becoming picturesque with open roads
and towering hills all around. We passed through Mungrisdale and then turned
left on to the A66 for a mile or so before turning right on to the A5091
through Thornythwaite and on to Ullswater. We followed Ullswater to Glenridding
where we had a brief stop. Gary and I searched out shops selling energy bars
while the two other younger members of the group went for the 'Scrumpy Jack'
. Leaving Glenridding Gary had a slight problem with his rear wheel
which was quickly fixed before carrying on, only to be confronted by the
awesome sight of the Kirkstone Pass towering in front of us. It was soon
after this that I wished I had a triple front chainset with about 25 teeth
on the smaller. Anyway, I didn't, so standing up in the pedals I struggled
upwards.
I eventually made it to the top, but I have to admit to stopping three
times to gasp for much needed oxygen. However Gary and Simon did make it
without a stop (obviously the younger legs!). The descent into Ambleside
was a little hairy in places but we all made it safe and sound although
poor old Simon was suffering with his freewheel acting more like a 7 speed
fixed wheel. Now to test out the bike shops. My wife Rosie met us with most
of the tools required to remove the offending freewheel and freehub – except
the chainwhip tool to hold the sprockets while we undid the locknut. The
first and largest of the shops (Bike Treks) was no help at all, they wouldn't
either lend us a tool or remove the freewheel themselves and only seemed
to want to sell us a new rear wheel for £52. So much for charity.
The second shop (Ghyllside Cycles?) was
a different prospect all together – the mechanic removed the freewheel in
about 30 seconds (for free), sold us a new freehub and wished us good luck
– a much more charitable chap. We bought some fish and chips and a drink
and retired to the support car where we spent an hour or so repairing Simon's
bike in what was now blazing sunshine. We didn't get started again until
about 3.15 p.m. and so seemed doomed to a short day. Leaving Ambleside on
the A591 we had only cycled about 10 minutes when one of Gary's spokes snapped
in his rear wheel on the side of the freewheel. It was o.k. because I had
remembered to put some spokes of the right size in the support car, but guess
what, no chain whip tool to remove the freewheel!! We carried on with Gary's
buckled rear wheel and by luck found a Halfords like shop in Windemere where
we bought a chain whip tool. The spoke would wait until the evening so we
carried on. We joined the A5074 through Winster and then onto the A6. The
roads were no becoming flatter and we cycled on the Carnforth where Rosie
had found a B & B. Gary and I had become separated from the other two
who had apparently taken a detour on to the M6 and used the much relied upon
mobile phone to contact them.
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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6
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13
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38
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77
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502
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B5299 Dalston, Sebergham, Hesket Newmarket, Mungrisdale, A66, A5091
Thornythwaite, Glennridding, Patterdale, Ambelside, A5074 Winster, Row,
A6 Carnforth.
Arrived 6.30pm
Didn't take any notes for today.
Stayed at The Greyhound pub in Whitchurch. When we arrived the barman
was rushed off his feet with only him serving drinks, food, booking us
into our rooms and trying to find a suitable safe place for our bikes. Eventually
we put them in the cellar although it was a bit of a struggle. The staff
here were really friendly and eager to help and the food was superb in fact
one of the best meals of the trip.
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total |
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100
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602
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A6 Lancaster, A588 Cockerham, B5272 Garstang, A6 Preston, B5353
Leyland, B5250 Eccelston, Shevington, B5206 Orell, Billenge, B5207 Ashton
in Markfield, A573 Warrington, Northwich, Winsford, Nantwich
Stayed at Vaga House – Ross-on-Wye. £20pp really helpful,
pleasant people. Met them outside the Man of Ross public house.
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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7.30
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13
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97
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699
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Whitchurch, B5476 Wem, B5063 Walton, Admaston, Aston, Dryton, Cressage,
A458 Much Wenlock, Ludlow, B4361 Ludford, Overton, Luston, Leominster,
A49 Hereford, Ross on Wye
Arrived 7.45pm
Left Ross on Wye on theB4234.
Steep 1.5 mile climb to Clearwell in Forest of Dean. Difficult
morning although not quite as bad as anticipated. Arrived Chepstow just
before lunch and proceeded to cross the Severn bridge. Once over the next
few miles were through industrial areas along the A403 around Avonmouth.
Then took the B3133 to Congresbury where we had lunch. The weather was hot
and sunny. After lunch (a little heavier, one of Gary's spokes broke again)
we followed the A38 and then took a quick detour to Burnham on sea where
we stopped for refreshments. The final stint of the day was along the A38
and then onto the A39 at Wembdon and then to Watchet. Tried to find accommodation
in Watchet but unknown to us it was carnival week, so we moved inland to
Williton where the landlady at the Huntsmans Arms was extremely helpful
and managed to house 2 of us and phoned round to find accommodation for the
other three. Not only did she go out of her way to get us a bed for the
night the chef also rustled us up five beautifully prepared steaks an hour
after he had stopped serving. It just goes to show, there are friendly and
helpful people out there!
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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8
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14
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45
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115
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814
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Ross on Wye B4234 Upper Lydbrook, 02 B4228, Chepstow, Avonmouth, Portishead,
Clevendon, Weston Supermare (spoke broke), Congresbury (spoke broke),
Berrow, Burnham on Sea, A38 Bridgewater, A39 Watchet.
Arrived 7.30pm
For me this was one of the hardest days so far. It was a hot day
and the rolling nature of the countryside meant you were either climbing
or descending but never on the flat.
We left Williton at about 8.30 on the A39 and then turned left on to
the A396 to avoid the 25% climb up Porlock Hill. After about 5 miles we
turned right on to the B3224 and the serious climbing started. The first
big climb was into Exford and was under the misguided impression that once
on top of Exmoor it would be plain sailing. It was far from flat with steep
climbs and descents the order of the morning. After advice upon how to
miss the steepest climbs from a shop keeper in Challacombe we took to the
back roads through Four Ways, Bratton Fleming, Goodleigh and into Barnstaple.
With the realisation that we needed to get as far as possible today we decided
to follow the A39 in the hope that we could stay in Newquay leaving us around
40 or so miles on Sunday. This proved to be relatively boring with lots
of ups and downs and a lot of hot and impatient holiday drivers.
After hours of searching B & B's we eventually found accommodation
at Wadebridge as no accommodation to be found at Newquay. One Hotel (Pebbles
Hotel) had rooms but wouldn't have us for one night and told Rosie that
we would 'just have to keep peddling' – and he didn't offer us any sponsorship
for our charities!
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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8
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13
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41
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105
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919
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A39 Williton, A396 Dunster B3224 Wheddon Cross, Exford, Challacombe,
A399 Four Ways, Bratton Flemming, Goodleigh, Barnstaple, A39 Bideford,
Bude, Wadebridge
The final day and only about 55 miles to go! We were in high spirits
and a mere 55 or 60 miles seemed a doddle after the previous 9 days efforts.
However, once back on to the A39 the same pattern as the previous day emerged,
namely steep climbs followed by steep descents and a westerly wind although
relatively light, always blowing into our faces. We joined the A 30 which
is a mixture of dual and single carriageway carrying a lot of traffic.
We rode inside the white line which forms a sort of cycle track but this
strip is littered with rubbish and negotiating the drains and cat eyes
required total concentration. After a few miles on the A30 the inevitable
happened, Gary hit a large stone and punctured. After fitting a new innertube
we continued through Redruth and on to Penzance. Although it was still
undulating the climbs didn't seem as steep as earlier (maybe because the
end was in sight), but then the ride had a sting in its tail. The last
10 miles from Penzance to Lands End seemed hillier than the rest of the
day and on tired legs was pleased to see the outskirts of Lands End and
where we stopped for a well earned pint before crossing the finishing line.
Dale couldn't find a bottle of Champagne to celebrate our achievement
so bought a bottle of aptly named 'Cripple Cock' cider instead.
Hours
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Average
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Max. mph
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Distance
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Total
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4
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13.7
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41
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58
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977
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A39, A30 Redruth, Penzance, Lands End
Tools and Spares
Spokes
Shimano freewheel remover
10mm allen key
Chain whip tool
Tyre levers
Screwdrivers
4/ 5/ 6mm Y allen key tool
9/10/11 mm Y spanner
Chain
Tyres
Inner tubes
Spoke key
Bottom Bracket remover
Pedal spanner
Socket set
lights
Equipment
We all rode racing cycles of various types:
Brian – Paul Milnes 7005 frame with Shimano 105 chainset with 52/39 teeth.
RX100 brakes and rear mechanism, Ultegra STI levers and front mech and
9 speed freewheel with 12/13/14/15/17/19/21/23/25 teeth.
Dale – Paul Milnes 7005 frame with Ultegra chainset with 52/42 teeth.
RX100 brakes rear mech and front mech and an 8 speed freewheel with 11/13/15/17/19/22/25/28
teeth.
Simon – Standard Raleigh
Gary – Peugeot Competition 600 (borrowed from a friend!)
We all carried 4 litre handlebar pannier and rear.
Dale and Brian had Altura 4.5 litre seat post post packs on the rear
+ small stash packs for tools.
Simon and Gary had small rucksacks
Conclusions
Travelling without a backup vehicle would have created a lot of problems
booking accommodation and carrying spare clothes, cycle spares and tools.
An extra day would have made the journey through Devon and Cornwall
more pleasant.
Was difficult to book accommodation in Devon and Cornwall – could
have carried tents in back up vehicle just in case.
We were lucky with the weather – if winds had been strong from South
West it would have been difficult to maintain 100 miles a day.
Would use a triple chainring on front
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