Fat Bloke on a Bike

I’m sad.  Because it is now all done.   Whilst putting this one together I found some video with me chatting to, no telling, London Alan (sorry Alan) that this journey is just the start of something and that anyone and everyone should try to do similar things in their lives.  500 miles in the hills is no walk in the park and whilst I do understand that there are many people out there that might not be able to do this for any of a 1000 reasons, similarly there are many who should, could and perhaps would do and have done similar if not more.  I do spout on a bit though.   I have truly enjoyed putting this sequence of video’s together along with writing the blog.  There’s probably many bits in the video's that you might have found a little 'long winded' if not boring.  Sorry.  For me watching these videos in their entirety again (and again) trigger now faded memories into life which helps to recall this journey much more than any photo would allow...

I spend lots of time watching and rewatching the videos as I put them together.  I still cannot believe we did the NC500.   Overall it was much harder than the LEJOG thing that I did last year.   When I did the LEJOG thing I bumped into a couple of Italians, the first (David) close to the start of the NC500 as we rode together into Inverness, the second (Mirco) close to the end near Thurso.  It was then that the seed of doing the NC500 was planted in me but with some trepidation.  I did not know what cycling the route would be like but I knew from my motorcycle adventures it was remote and mountainous and whilst it is absolutely glorious on a good day it can be pretty bad on a bad one.   This day was cold and wet and is summed up by the title of this video.  Survival.  It's the word used by London Alan to describe his thoughts after seeing the weather forecast and after 10 days of hard continuous cycling.  We're both tired.  We're go...