Three quarters full circle

The seasons have gone three quarters full circle: the Scillonian is so far into the harbour she is practically on the Ross Bridge

and the baulks are in place protecting Mousehole harbour from the winter storms.

I am back to cycling in the dark, usually in wind and rain, looking a complete plonker in my high-viz jacket and fluorescent ankle bands,
the road bike is moth-balled away awaiting the return to summer and I'm back to cycling through potholes on my Winter Bike.

This descent into winter darkness is the worst time of the year but I'm encouraged to think it is only about six or seven weeks until the days begin to draw out again and we return to the light (spot Ding Dong mine)
lets hope we don't get too much of this
before we return to misty summer mornings.

It has been a good nine months, lots of bike rides and a big effort to raise the money for the hospice, long evenings struggling with posts for the blog, creating posters and leaflets, carrying a camera on bike rides, swimming less
and cycling more.

A few promises of sponsorship have not materialised (yet?) but I think the time has come to declare the grand total of £5190. Thank you to everyone who supported me and donated to Cornwall Hospice Care and, if there is anyone out there, thank you for reading this.

That's it folks..... I'm off on my bike now.

We did it!

We did it!

Thanks to an incredibly generous donation this week, (thank you so much to That Person), we have got to £5000! None of the money that has been donated has subsidized my holiday and every penny has gone to St Julia's and Mount Edgcumbe, I am so pleased, thank you all so much.

There is still a last trickle of money to come in but I will publish the final total in the next week or two.

In case you wonder, I am still cycling. Twenty eight miles yesterday in a fast whizz along the main road to Breage and a rather damp thirty two miles late today starting in gloomy mist

and heavy cloud

Things improved as I steamed up Paul Hill and along to Lamorna returning up the hill to Castallack and down again into Mousehole
The light was fading by the time I got to Newlyn but I like the harbour with its mix of working and pleasure boats.

I followed the lip of Mounts Bay as far as Marazion before an about-turn back to Penzance and the five mile climb back home.

Thank you

Already the bike ride and Paris seem a long time ago. The beautifully carved bridges along the Seine

the slightly faded confidence of the Pompidou Centre

and the delightful collection of beehives in the Jardin du Luxembourg are beginning to feel rather unreal.

The return to work and the decline into winter darkness are hard but I am distracting myself with dreams of my next project ..... Lands End to John O'Groats maybe, (don't worry, if I do it I won't be raising money for charity).

It is time to thank everyone: Diana who helped set up this blog, Hazel who created the publicity leaflets, Kate who provided invaluable support by starting the blog with Diana, nagged me to write regular posts and encouraged me through the early months of my campaign but particularly to everyone who donated to Cornwall Hospice Care and made my ride such a success.

There is still some money to collect but the total to date is a mighty £4630.13

I will do one more post when I have collected all the money and know the final amount raised but until then merci a vous tous.

Je suis rentree de Paris

Did I really go to Paris? I can't believe it is all over, seven months of preparation over in three days, good job I'm not an Olympic athlete that would be years of training gone in seconds.

Standing around at Tower Bridge waiting to start was the worst as I didn't know how hard it would be nor how fast everyone else would cycle.

The organisers warned it would be a long first day and their car looked pretty impressive as it led us out through the city traffic
but the Sussex countryside was beautiful with towering oak trees and jig-saw puzzle cottages around village greens with duck ponds and wind mills. At Newhaven the wait for the late ferry was cheered by the unexpected pleasure of seeing friends walk into the departure lounge to wave us off. We crossed in the dark so didn't see much of the channel nor Dieppe until we woke to familiar looking Cornish mist.

We were led by the ever cheerful Brian from Expedition Wise with his Jolly Good back-up van and Ben and Paul who took it in turns to go in front or at the back of our convoy.
They looked after us and set up drink and banana stops which divided the days into bite sized distances.

The French countryside was lovely, I can't tell you the pleasure of bowling along for mile after mile without having to face switch back hills at every turn in the road, Paul Hill had paid off and the riding was, as a friend said, "a piece of cake".

Everything in France looked different, even the garden sheds and garages.

Just outside Paris we collected together beside a little park and water fall so that we could all cycle in together
French traffic is incredibly bike-friendly and it felt fine to whizz along the streets, we turned right at the Arc de Triomphe
and up to the Eiffel Tower for a fantastic reception with tears and hugs and champagne. It felt unreal and exciting and a fantastic achievement and sad and wonderful all in equal measures.

Paris is a city of grandiose buildings which seem designed to overwhelm mere mortals but there are lovely details, shop signs
bicycles at every street corner and lamp post

an official meter with brass bosses set into a stone wall
fun exhibits in the Jardin DesTuileries
the old and the new

and petit dejeuner in pavement cafes.

There will be a final post when I have collected all the money but I have exceeded my final target of £4000. Merci a vous tous.

Now .... for my next challenge ......

We did it!

What a fantastic three days.
After negotiating London traffic, pretty leafy Sussex, an overnight ferry, French mists, brilliant sunshine, (and too much food) we turned right at the Arc de Triomphe and celebrated with champagne at the Eiffel tower late on Sunday afternoon.

My bicycle took an earlier ferry home but I stayed on for a few days in Paris, I will soon be home so look out for the photos.

Thank you for all your support.