Day 6 Just a quickie

If you want to see previous days blogs you may need to go into the July archive file. The canal tale is in the May archive.

This jaunt was not as relaxing as I thought. Today was only the third day I had sat down for lunch. From 4.00 yesterday I was going well and even though I was going to the wrong destination and even though I didn’t know where the proper destination was and even though my hugely expensive Garmin sat-nav (don’t buy one) crashed and even though I upset my wife and sister-in-law because I was stressed, yesterday was a really great day in my life and I arrived at the campsite elated and pumped which was just as well as there was a 300 yard broken up gravel pathway to weave my way down and it was great to be greeted by Lesley and Jake on their bikes even though it was dark and gone 10pm.

The first 2 hours were painful today but after that it got better. We changed the campsite for tonight as we had booked into a site which was little more than a field and we wanted something where the kids had something to do.

The good news is that Daston Hall, our new home for the night was about 20 miles south of Plan A. The bad news is that I’ll be making up the distance tomorrow – 130 miles to just above Edinburgh from just south of Carlisle.

I went through the Yorkshire Dales in the morning. Bleak but beautiful, just oozing character – wonderful. It rained a fine rain as I rode through the clouds. I nearly lost it at one downhill corner and had there been a car coming I would be writing this in traction. As it was I just slid into the corner of the road. The great thing about the Dales is that there are a lot of long straight bits to hammer down, although I couldn’t tell you how fast as my Garmin has crashed – did I mention that?

They ought to tidy up those Yorkshire Dales and stop those sheep crapping everwhere and leaving wool all over the place, it’s all just too messy.

I rode passed a father and son doing LEJO’G the hard way, carrying everything on their bikes. They were youth hostelling rather than camping which is a little easier but tough nonetheless. This was the second father and son team I had come across. What a good way to bond.

I got in at 6.30 pm and was able to draft the blog although I don’t know if I will get to “post” it as the signal is weak here in rainy Dalston.

I must sleep now as it is a long one tomorrow – no quiet roads and lovely views – just the A7.


About marmiteman

Marmite man will be cycling 1000 miles over 10 days from Land's End to John O'Groats raising money for Mark Carey. My wife Lesley & grandsons Jake, Callum and Dylan and their Auntie Vicky are the support crew - not that they will be around during the day!
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5 Responses to Day 6 Just a quickie

  1. Kevin says:

    Hi David
    Hi David
    I realy felt for you when I read your Day 5 update. Your pain made me think back to when you asked if I fancied doing the LEJOG with you. I now know I made the correct decision.
    I hope the pain fades and you find a second wind. It is a very difficult and brave thing that you are doing and for a very worthy cause.
    Best Wishes

  2. Andy Smyth says:

    Hi David
    Julie and I have been keeping up to date with your progress and have made sure everyone at Gutter Lane knows the pain you are going thru. We are all right behind you. Keep it up. You will look back on this time with fond memories…….

  3. John & Bernie says:

    Hi David,
    Congrats on getting passed the halfway stage – just think, almost three quarters of the way through now! Well done – virtually in the home straight!

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