The Great Glen Way

Friday 20th March – Sunday 22nd March 2020

Start of The Great Glen Way and a bottle of Corona for luck.

The Great Glen Way is a 78 mile cycle route which starts in Fort William and finishes in Inverness. The Great Glen is actually a series of glens filled by lochs which are linked by the Caledonian Canal. The Caledonian Canal was designed by Thomas Telford and completed in 1822. We would be doing this over three days as there is much to see and do. Our thinking was that it would give us a little more time to enjoy the journey. Mountain bikes were our preferred choice of transport, mainly because of the terrain and we would also be cycling most of the high route used by the hill walkers. Vehicle support was also a must on this trip as we couldn’t carry everything we needed on the bikes. Even before we set off, we were encountering some problems due to the Covid 19 pandemic. A couple of the guys decided to pull out of the trip for safety reasons. Brian, Dougie and myself thought that as everything was already booked, we would give it a go. We could only hope that we would be able to finish it before the anticipated “Lockdown” was announced by the government. We set off for Fort William on Thursday afternoon, we wanted to get an early start on the Friday morning. We arrived in Fort William earlier than planned, the roads were very quiet and so it was out for a bite to eat washed down with a few beers. Our accommodation for the night was the Imperial Hotel and what a nice place to stay. A good nights sleep. a full English breakfast and we were ready for day one.

Imperial Hotel, Fort William.

Day 1 Fort William – Fort Augustus

We headed out of Fort William, cycling through a couple of housing estates, over the old wooden Soldiers bridge that crosses over the river Lochy. In the distance you can see the ruins of Inverlochy Castle and the towering Ben Nevis. We continued along the road which leads to the bend at the head of Loch Linnhe, there, you can get great views right down the loch. Eventually the way crosses a bridge and then doubles back to the Caledonian Canal. You are now cycling along the canal towpath and on this particular day, we were also cycling into a very chilly headwind.

A little further along, you catch your first glimpse of Neptune’s Staircase. This is a series of 8 locks built in the early 1800’s, that take the canal up to a height of 19.5 metres along a 457 metre stretch of the canal. It takes a single boat around 90 minutes to pass through all of the 8 locks and it really is an impressive piece of engineering. The canal was originally built to allow cargo and fishing boats to cut journey times from the west to east coasts of Scotland. The canal was also supposed to help stem the flood of emigration from the Highlands which had started in the 1700’s by providing construction work and jobs for the local people. Today the canal is mainly used by tourists and leisure boats.

Neptune’s Staircase

Continuing along the towpath, the River Lochy now comes into view. Eventually the towpath crosses the Sheangain Burn on a three-arch aqueduct, the Glen Loy aqueduct. It has three arches, the outer arches span 10 feet and the middle 25 feet. The river runs through the middle arch and the outer arches are paved with cobbles for pedestrians. The tunnels are approximately 260 feet long under the canal, but it doesn’t seem that when you are cycling over it. Continuing along the towpath we reach Moy Swing Bridge. This is a cast iron bridge which was actually made in Wales before being assembled on the canal. In order to open it, the keeper has to open the south leaf first and then row across the canal to open the north leaf. I met one of the operators who was carrying out some maintenance on the bridge. She told me that even now, they still row across the loch every time the bridge has to be opened. She gets lots of tourists taking photos when she sets out to cross the loch in her rowing boat.

Glen Loy Aqueduct and the Moy Swing Bridge

We continued cycling along by Loch Lochy, this is the third deepest loch in Scotland and is said to be the home of Lizzie, a sister of Nessie.

The route then takes you through Loch Arkaig pine forest. The woods here are a mixture of oak, birch, elm, rowan, hazel as well as commercially planted conifers. The forestry commission have erected information boards telling you all about the inhabitants of the forest. “Pine Martens” I said, to which Brian’s reply was, “No chance of seeing one of them”. He was right, these animals are shy and primarily nocturnal. We did see a red squirrel, unfortunately he wasn’t in the mood to have his picture taken and we soon lost sight of him in the thick foliage.

We stopped for lunch at the Lagan Lochs, there are no cafes round here. Dougie had to drive to Invergarry to acquire our lunch, which consisted of cheese and ham rolls, a chocolate bar and irn bru. We were now cycling along the line of the old railway from Spean Bridge to Fort Augustus that was opened in 1903. It was intended to be the start of a cross-country link to Inverness but as is the norm in Scotland. this never happened. The line closed to passengers in 1933 and was last used during World War Two before they dismantled it. “Why”? I will need to read more about this. We were now on the east side of Loch Oich heading towards Letterfeirn Nature Reserve. We passed by the old abandoned cottage and further up the path you can view the ruins of Invergarry Castle.

At the end of the loch the route follows the Caledonian Canal to reach the A82 at Aberchalder Swing Bridge. Directly opposite is the Oich Bridge, this is a double cantilevered bridge which was built in 1854. The bridge is maintained by historic Scotland and no traffic is allowed to cross over it anymore. We were supposed to cross over and cycle down the south side of the path. Unfortunately we were unable to as the canal trust had closed the pathway for repairs. With only a few miles to reach our overnight stop in Fort Augustus, we decided to cycle this remaining section by road. Day one done and dusted, we had cycled 35 miles and climbed a total of 1,372 feet.

Day Two, Fort Augustus – Drumnadrochit.

Loch Ness Guest House, Fort Augustus.

We had stayed the night at the Loch Ness guest house in Fort Augustus and once more a very nice place to stay. We hadn’t a great deal of miles to cover today, instead we had a lot of hills to negotiate. Before heading out of Fort Augustus, we stopped at the garage to stock up on supplies for the day ahead. Although we had Dougie driving the support car, we would be taking the high route which is mostly used by the hill walkers, so we decided that it was best to buy lunch now and take it with us. We crossed over the bridge saying goodbye to the Caledonian canal, the next time we would see it would be in Inverness. Over an old wooden footbridge began the first climb of the day and it was steep. To steep to cycle, so some pushing was required. A bit further on we joined a forest track and once we got through that, our first view of Loch Ness.

We continued along the path which sort of zig zags all the time. This makes it easier when you are cycling up the steep bits, but tricky when you are cycling down as some of the turns are tight. If you were to fall off here, you’re falling into the trees and that’s going to hurt. The path keeps on going and there are gaps in the tree line where you catch some cracking views over Loch Ness.

Continuing along the path we crossed over Portclair Burn, shortly after that we started the descent down into Invermoriston. The descent is steep but through the trees you can catch your first sight of Invermoriston Lodge. We had planned to stop for lunch at Invermoriston but as it was still early we decided to keep going.

We left Invermoriston and were supposed to cycle up the road which leads to the forest. Unfortunately the road was closed for re-construction work. We checked for an alternative route but couldn’t find one so we had to squeeze the bikes through the plant machinery and walk up the hill. We reached the marker point and again we were taking the high route.  The path reaches the top edge of the forest and then runs to the right alongside a stone wall. The path climbs even higher and is boggy in places but the views over the hills are tremendous. At last we started a short descent and crossed the footbridge over the Allt Cuinneag.

The route now makes a steady ascent through scattered forest. It ends at a large grassy area where we decided to stop for lunch. We did plan on stopping for lunch at the Viewcatcher, problem was that we didn’t know how far that was and we were hungry. Whilst eating our lunch we met another cyclist who told us that it was just another few hundred yards up the path. “Bloody typical”. Oh well, atleast we were out of the wind for a bit. After lunch and a few hundred yards further up the path we arrived at the Viewcatcher. If you ever get the chance, you have to see this, the views from up here are something else.

More climbing after that, then downhill for a bit into the glen of the Allt Saigh. The path then runs to the top edge of the forest, crossing the rustic Troll bridge over the Allt Ruighe Bhacain. Beyond this it climbs very steeply, we had to push the bikes up this bit, it was hard going. Once you are at the top there is a curved stone wall and a superb viewpoint overlooking Loch Ness,

I can’t really put into words what it feels like being up here, it’s like the top of the world. being in amongst the clouds. The photos i have added below don’t really do it any justice. you have to experience this yourselves.

That was the last climb of the day, from here on it was downhill all the way to Drumnadrochit. The first part was tricky in places, i’m not an experienced mountain biker, Brian told me to follow the line he was taking and stay away from the edges, eventually we reached the bottom at Grotaig. Now we were back on a road which crosses over some moorland and it descends rather sharply in places. I was getting to carried away and missed a left turn onto a bridal track, which then leads down onto the main road and into Drumnadrochit. Day two completed, we had cycled 22 miles and climbed 3.023 feet.

Day Three, Drumnadrochit – Inverness.

Loch Ness Drumnadrochit Hotel

We stayed the night at the Loch Ness Drumnadrochit Hotel and due to the covid 19 lockdown, the restaurant had closed. That meant we had to order room service and eat in our rooms, which wasn’t a problem. Breakfast in the morning was a spacious affair as there was only the three of us. The staff at the hotel were superb and gave us some sandwiches for lunch to take with us. Only 23 miles to Inverness and it started with a very steep climb up into the forest. We managed to cycle the first bit, then it got really steep and slippy, so we pushed the bikes up the zig zag slopes until we reached the old fire road. We managed to get our final views over Loch Ness and seen Urquart Castle in the distance. Urquart Castle was one of our many planned places to visit. Unfortunately due to the covid 19 scenario it had closed.

A little further up the track, we had reached the highest point of the Great Glen Way. There was still a lot of snow on the ground, so you had to be careful and watch the line you were taking. We had another decision to make as you can take the scenic route which passes the reconstruction of an iron age house or take the shorter route. As time wasn’t a problem we opted for the scenic route.

Iron Age House

The scenery up here is spectacular, with views right over to the Cairngorms. We were now on some downhill sections and the paths were quite easy to cycle, the only thing you had to be careful of was overhanging branches. This path crosses farmland and passes the cafe at Tomachoin, which is well signposted. “Great”, we thought, “could do with a cup of tea and a slice of cake”, it was closed!

Onwards and eventually the Great Glen Way turns off onto a specially made path to the left of the main road. Cycling over the open moorland was made easier with the tail wind. We entered another forest section which was wet, muddy in places and very slippy. This was all downhill and fast, i enjoyed this bit, but we were covered in mud when we reached the bottom. Inverness was now in sight, it was just a case of navigating our way to the finish line at Inverness Castle. Yes, you’ve guessed it, we missed the turn off for the castle and ended up cycling right down the promenade. Realising our mistake, (via a quick phone call to Dougie, who was wondering where we were) we made a u turn and headed up the road towards the castle. Day three, 23 miles cycled and a total of 1,784 feet climbed. Another adventure completed and it had it’s moments. This covid 19 pandemic is serious, the whole country is now in “Lockdown”. We were just able to complete our journey, we don’t know when we will be able to go on another. All our cycle trips that we had planned for the year have now all been cancelled. Till the next one, Stay Safe everyone.

Ride To The Sun 2019

On Saturday 22nd June 2019, we decided to take part in Ride To The Sun. This cycle run is planned as near to the summer solstice as possible as it’s a 100 mile cycle from Carlisle to Cramond, through the night. We travelled down by car on Saturday afternoon as it was just Grant and myself that were doing the event. One of our work colleagues, Brian, had kindly volunteered to drive the car back to Edinburgh as he stays not far from the finish in Cramond. We would be leaving Bitts Park, near Carlisle Castle at around 5.30pm, thus giving us plenty of time to cycle the 100 miles and finish in Cramond for sunrise at 4.30am the following morning.

Bitts Park, Carlisle

The route is relatively flat the first 40 miles or so, cycling through Longtown, Gretna Green, Fleming Kirkpatrick, Kirtlebridge, Ecclefechan, and the outskirts of Lockerbie. The food stop is at the Best Pizza and Kebab House in Moffat. When you register to take part in the event, you are asked what you would like to eat, so as when you arrive there, it is ready for you.

Fish & Chips stop, Moffat.

Once we were fed and watered it was time to leave Moffat and that meant cycling up the, “Devil’s Beef Tub”. Nothing much, just a short seven mile climb. Once you are near the top, you can hear the sound of bagpipes. The organisers of the cycle ride have a couple of pipers at the top of the climb. It’s a good feeling, for once they are in view, you know you are at the top of what seems an endless climb. From then on it’s downhill into the tweed valley.

Devil’s Beef Tub

The next planned stop was at the Crook Inn in Tweedsmuir. The organisers have what they call a, “CycloRave”, which consists of a dj playing loud music and some very bright disco lights in the car park of the building. There are bananas, water and a few sweets to fuel you for the rest of the journey. The Crook Inn claims to be the oldest Inn in Scotland. It was licensed in 1604. Robert Burns is said to have written, “Willie Wastle’s Wife” whilst staying there. The hotel was refurbished in 1936 in an Art-Deco style and as i was told, still retains many of the features installed at the time. Not that long ago an argument took place with the locals and the new owner who wanted to turn the Inn into flats. The planning application was turned down, the locals then bought the property from him and plans are being submitted to turn it into a community hub. They are still awaiting consent so nothing has happened and the building continues to deteriorate. It is now listed on the Buildings At Risk register for Scotland. Hopefully something gets sorted soon, for this building has a lot of history and should not be left to rot.

The Crook Inn

Leaving the Crook Inn, you follow the road to Broughton, then onto Blyth Bridge and into Penicuik. When you are cycling through the night, all you can see is a mass of red lights in front of you. After Penicuik, it’s down through Milton Bridge and you start entering Edinburgh at Hillend Ski Centre. Up the hill at Fairmilehead, through Morningside, Tollcross and down through the city centre being cheered on with all the late night clubbers. A few miles later you are arriving at Cramond. We got there earlier than planned, not to worry though as there was bacon rolls. tea and coffee served at the local scout hall. Sunrise was upon us and another great cycle ride which i really enjoyed, actually, i plan to do it all again next year.

Sunrise at Cramond

The Way Of The Roses.

Starting Point in Morecambe

I completely forgot to post our cycle trips last year as i have been rather busy with other things. Last May Dougie and myself decided to cycle The Way of the Roses. Starting in Morecambe and finishing in Bridlington, the cycle route has 170 miles of the finest views that Yorkshire and Lancashire have to offer, taking in the Lune Valley, Yorkshire Dales, Nidderdale and the Yorkshire Wolds. We gave ourselves just three days to complete it and we would also be doing it without vehicle support. This would mean we would have to carry everything we needed in panniers fitted to the bikes. To get to the start in Morecambe we got the train from Edinburgh Waverley to Lancaster, then caught another train to Morecambe. We were staying the night at The Berkeley Guest House, which was not far from the station and our starting point. After checking in we went for a wander around Morecambe. This was once a vibrant seaside town, nowadays unfortunately, a lot of the once glorious buildings have been neglected and falling into disrepair and the rest have simply closed down. It reminded me of a song by Morrissey, ” Every Day Is Like Sunday”. “This is a coastal town. that they forgot to close down”. However, walking along the newly refurbished promenade, still stands the famous Midland Hotel, Built in the 1930’s, this art deco building has been fully restored at a great cost by the new owners. Then i realised it’s not just Morecambe that has been allowed to fall into decay. but many other seaside towns as well. They are not just victims of the package holiday crew, but that of a more serious note, recession.

After a good breakfast it was time to get going, we would be cycling 62 miles from Morecambe to Pateley Bridge. and surprise surprise it was raining. We left Morecambe and headed towards Lancaster, these first miles were easy going as we were cycling along an old railway path. We reached the River Lune and the Lune Viaduct soon came into view. We had been here before as we cycled Lands End to John O’ Groats, only this time we were heading in an easterly direction.

The Lune Viaduct and Dougie pointing us in the right direction

We stopped at a quaint little cafe in Caton for some hot tea and scones, it was also a chance to get out of the rain for a bit. The next part of our journey would be along quiet country lanes heading along the Lune Valley, then on to Wenning Valley. There are some stunning views along this part of the route and some tricky climbs as well.

Lune River

We passed through the village of Clapham, there is a choice of route you can take here, the old route along a cobbled lane or the alternative route along a new cycle path beside the busy A65. Guess which way we went. We stopped for lunch in Settle, there was a reason for this as the climb out of Settle is a steep one on cobbled roads. It had been raining all day and we had 28lb of weight on the bikes so we decided to walk this part of the route. Once we reached the top, the views were spectacular.

The view from the top at Settle

We passed through the villages of Burnsall and Appletreewick, then we had to negotiate another serious climb Greenhow Hill. The good thing about this climb was that it had stopped raining, the bad thing was that it’s a very long climb and being out in the open, the wind comes at you from all directions. What kept us going was the thought that once we were at the top it was a straight run down the hill to Pateley Bridge where we had planned to stay the night.

Nidderdale, Area of Oustanding Natural Beauty

We had reached Harefield Hall in Pateley Bridge, our hotel for the night and what a lovely place to stay. We couldn’t have a meal at the hotel as they were fully booked, but we were told to check out the local pizza place, not an ideal choice but the vegetarian pizza, delicious, even if i do say so myself.

Harefield Hall, Pateley Bridge.

The start of day 2 and it just wouldn’t be right without a climb to start the day and to get your legs going again. Well, at least it was a nice day for it and according to the route planner, this would be the last for around 50 miles or so. We were now heading for Brimham Rocks, this is a 454 acre biological site of Special Scientific Interest. The site was first noted in 1958, and consists of a rocky outcrop of Millstone Grit, some small areas of birch woodland, and a large wet and dry heath. A truly amazing place when you are cycling through it.

Brimham Rocks

A few miles further on we entered a World Heritage Site, Fountain Abbey. This consists of a Cistercian abbey, landscaped gardens and a medieval deer park. The best thing is that you can cycle through the grounds, another remarkable place.

The route is almost entirely flat between Ripon and York. We had to stop at the local bike shop in Ripon and get them to check Dougie’s bike and whilst we were there we also had some tea and cake. We were now in the Ure and Ouse valley, following the same river that changes it’s name for some strange reason. We entered York on a Saturday afternoon and as you can imagine it was very busy. We had planned to stop for lunch, which consisted of a McChicken Sandwich and Chips, washed down with a Strawberry Milkshake. Yes, I know what you’re all thinking, i’m not keen on McDonalds either, but it was a last resort as everywhere else was busy.

Getting out of York was easy as we cycled along the Foss Islands path. We were now heading towards Stamford Bridge. No, we weren’t going to watch Chelsea, this was a village steeped in history as i was to find out. The Battle of Stamford Bridge took place on 25th September 1066. in this battle Harold Godwinson defeated the invading viking army, led by his own brother Tostig. This battle would mark the end of the Viking era in Britain. There, you can’t say i don’t learn anything whilst doing all of these cycle trips. We finished our day in Pocklington as we were staying at the Yorkway Motel. First time i have stayed in a motel, never got to meet “Miss Diane” or “Benny”, but a very nice place to stay. My only complaint was there was no television in the bar and it was the Champions League final between Liverpool and Tottenham. We ended up having to watch it on Dougie’s Iphone, not ideal, but the game wasn’t that great anyway.

The last day of our trip and only 43 miles left to cycle, we planned it this way as we had a train to catch later in the day. It was a bit of a mixed day weather wise, sun and showers. The going was quite easy, we stopped for a bite to eat in Tibthorpe, the village with no pub, church or school, but it does have a Spar. From here, it’s quiet lanes all the way to Bridlington, with a short off-road section just after Harpham. The roads in this area are very quiet, we were cycling along roads mainly just used by farmers. We were doing well for time as we entered Bridlington, the end of our journey.

There you go, another trip done and this one was enjoyable. Yes, it did have it’s moments, rain, wind, a lot of climbing and i’m not even going to mention the train journey home. The one thing we will learn from this trip is that if we are planning another without vehicle support, we will limit the miles to around 50 each day. When you have all that weight on the back of the bike, the climbs get harder and harder. Having said that, descending with all that weight on the back, you reach some scary speeds. Just make sure your brakes are in fine working order.

Hadrian’s Wall

Starting point at Bowness On Solway.

This was to be a three day mountain biking adventure following Hadrian’s Wall cycle path and walkway. We decided to do the shorter route of just 83 miles as we only had a few days to do it. Brian plotted the route we were going to follow and away we went. We set off from Bowness on Solway early Saturday morning and as always, we checked the weather reports before we left. Unfortunately, it didn’t look very good as a storm was about to hit the west coast and sweep right through to the east. “Great”, we thought, “better get moving then”. The first few miles were a breeze, cycling mainly along paths and roads. We passed through the villages of Glasson, Drumburgh then onto Burgh by Sands. It was here we came across someone that all Scottish people loathe, standing very near his final resting place, King Edward 1, or “Longshanks” as us Scots called him. We decided he looked a little pale, so we dressed dress him up in some more appropriate attire and took a photo.

“Longshanks”

We then had to navigate our way through Carlisle. I had already cycled through Carlisle on the Land’s End to John O’ Groats cycle trip, but we were approaching it from the west this time around. Carlisle has a maize of cycle paths, so after a couple of wrong turns, we eventually found the right path and headed for our lunch stop at The Stag Inn in Low Crosby.

War Memorial, Carlisle.

After lunch the expected storm had caught up with us as it had started raining. The next part of the journey would take us over fields for we would be cycling along the pathway of the wall. At the entrances and exits to all these fields were gates, which is okay if you are walking the route, we had to lift the bikes over most of them as some were just too small to get the bikes through. The rain was coming down even heavier now and the wind was picking up as well, at least it was a tail wind. We were now cycling along some very steep ridges, if you were to slip off, it would most definitely hurt when you got to the bottom. After several miles of crossing fields, cycling over slippy paths, through muddy valleys and on one occasion being followed by cows, we met up with Kenny, our support driver. He told us that it would be easier to continue the rest of the journey to Haltwhistle by road. We would need to fit lights to the bikes as visibility was poor, so we set off and continued the rest of the way by road. The rain was now getting a lot heavier, there was really thick mist coming down, to the point you couldn’t see more than 20 yards in front of you. We cycled as far as Gilsland and called it a day. Storm Callum had got the better of us. We got into van, absolutely drenched, cold and hungry. We were staying at The Centre of Britain Hotel, we had the rooms out the back, old stables that had been converted into flats which were very nice indeed. A quick shower, some dry clothes, then it was down to the Black Bull for a bite to eat and a few beers.

Black Bull, Haltwhistle.

We got up for breakfast on day 2, it was still raining and we found out that the route we were supposed to be taking was flooded in places. We decided to cancel cycling for the day as it was just too dangerous. Instead we would pay a visit to the Roman Fort of Vindolanda. Although first built by the Roman army before Hadrian’s Wall, Vindolanda became an important construction and garrison base for the Wall.

Vindolanda, Roman Fort.

We spent most of the morning exploring the site, there is lots to see and do here, it is a very interesting place.

21st Century Centurians, or just big kids?

After Vindolanda, we went to see Dougie’s sister, who stays not far from there. She invited us for some tea and cake, which was delicious. We then decided to head to the Black Bull Inn in Wylam, our digs for the second night. We checked in and as the weather was improving we decided to get out on the bikes and ride a part of the journey that we would be doing the next day. It was only about eight miles long, but it was good to get out and stretch the legs. We had dinner, a few beers and a couple of games of pool at the Bull, then it was time for bed. Unfortunately, we were woken up at around three in the morning when the burglar alarm decided to go off. After about twenty minutes, silence was restored and we eventually got back to sleep.

A photo taken in the gents at the Black Bull Inn.

Day three, we had to cycle a few miles until we had breakfast, after that it was a stroll along the Tyne to our finish point at Wallsend.

Segedunum Fort, Wallsend.

There was only one problem when we arrived, as it was a Sunday afternoon in England, the fort was closed. We thought about getting in the van and going home, but it was a nice day, so we decided to continue cycling up to Whitley Bay, were we would stop for lunch then make our way home. There you have it, another cycle trip done, not in it’s entirety, but that’s global warming for you.

The End of the wall.

London to Paris Charity Cycle Ride(Update)

Those of you who read this blog, will already know of our London to Paris Charity Cycle Ride. Dougie and myself spent four days cycling from Greenwich Observatory in London to the Eiffel Tower in Paris. The reason for doing this was to raise as much money as possible for the Loch Lomond Rescue Boat. I can now say that we raised an amazing £750.00, which will help towards the continuation of this invaluable service.

Luss Lock Lomond Rescue (33)

On Sunday 19th August, we took a trip up to Luss, where the lifeboat is housed. We presented the cheque to the Loch Lomond Rescue Boat crew and as they train on a Sunday morning, they kindly asked us if we would like to come along. Personally, having already been rescued by this boat, i jumped at the chance to once more go out on it. Clinton, one of the volunteers took us out and explained to us more of what they do and the dangers they encounter whilst carrying out their duties.

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I must admit, going out on the boat again was amazing, but then we were asked if we would like to take a turn at driving the boat. My only previous experience of driving a boat was that of a small dinghy on Lake Windemere. I was now going to drive a very powerful 2×3 litre engine rescue boat, capable of doing 30 knots and I also had to be careful not to throw the crew overboard.

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I would like to thank the guys from the Loch Lomond Rescue Boat for a great day out. I would also like to wish them all the best for the future continuation of the service. If you are ever up by Luss, or see them in and around Loch Lomond, give them a wave, a totally dedicated bunch of guys, giving up their time to come to the aid of others.

Luss Lock Lomond Rescue (211)

I would also like to take this opportunity to thank all of those who sponsored us on our charity cycle trip. Here’s to the next one.

London to Paris (Day Four)

Beauvais to Paris.

Our last day of cycling and this was the day that I was most looking forward to, cycling into Paris. We had yet another large breakfast and were on the road for 8am.

Saint Pierre Cathedral
Saint Pierre Cathedral, Beauvais.

We left Beauvais behind and we headed for Meru where we planned on having lunch. Meru is a really nice town. We arrived in the square and there was a vintage car rally taking place.

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Meru Village Square.

Well, since the car rally had stopped for lunch, the least we could do was have a look at the cars. There was everything from a vintage Rolls Royce to my favourite, the Citroen DS.

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Meru Town Hall.

We sat down in the town square and had lunch from what I would say was the best boulangerie of the whole trip. After a delicious lunch it was back on the bikes and heading for Paris, but not before we had to stop and fix a puncture on Tom’s bike. It didn’t take that long to reach the outskirts of Paris, we were soon cycling over the river Seine and through the Bois De Boulogne. We stopped at the Trocadero and at last we seen our finish point, the Eiffel Tower.

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Trocadero.

We finished the trip with a cycle around the Arc de Triumphe, it’s bloody scary going round there on a bike, cars coming from everywhere. We then headed down the Champs Elysees and yes, the cobbles are very bumpy and sore on certain parts after four days of cycling.

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There you have it, another trip done and dusted and this was one I really enjoyed. Having watched the Tour De France for years on television, I had always wondered what it would be like to cycle into Paris, round the Arc and down the Champs. The answer is simply amazing. I will keep you all posted on how much money we have raised for the Loch Lomond Rescue Boat and to all who have sponsored us i’d like to say thankyou. So what’s next I hear you say, back on the mountain bikes in October for a 96 mile trip along Hadrians Wall. Who’s up for that?

 

London to Paris (Day Three)

Abbeville to Beauvais.

As we weren’t cycling a large distance today, we were granted an hour later start. After a large breakfast it was back on the bikes heading in a southerly direction. We weaved our way through Abbeville.

La Place Max-Lejeune in the centre of Abbeville
Le Place Max-Lejeune in the centre of Abbeville.

Saint Vulfran Collegiate Church
The Saint Vulfran Collegiate Church.

The Saint Vulfran Collegiate Church has to be one of the best examples of gothic architecture I have ever seen. It was built from 1488 and they were still adding bits to it well into the 16th and 17th centuries. As you can see, the entrance is a piece of true Gothic design. The church was classified as an historical monument in 1840.

We left Abbeville and headed for Hallencourt then on to Allery. As you can see from the photos, the weather was great, the roads were quiet and an absolute joy to cycle along. Saying that, it was now our guide Ian’s turn to get a puncture. Nevermind, the scenery was something else.

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Not to shabby a place to stop for a water break.

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Dougie negotiating yet another long climb.

We cycled through the villages of Etrejust, Selincourt, Hornoy le Bourg, Bettembos, Grandvilliers, Juvignies and onto Beauvais.

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As you cycle through this part of France, you can’t help but notice the amount of war memorials and cemetaries from the past. It does make you stop and think about all of these brave people who gave their lives for our freedom.

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We reached our hotel in Beauvais, cycling a total of 63.33 miles and climbing 2065 feet. Not far to go for something to eat as there were a few restaraunts right next to the hotel.

London to Paris (Day Two)

20180503_054601Dover Harbour and our ferry awaits.

20180503_065900Come on! You’ll get a bus through there.

A 5.30am start and for people that don’t know me, i don’t do earlies, but atleast the sun was out. We had to get to the ferry terminal an hour before we were due to leave. About a mile cycle ride from the hotel to the ferry terminal, everything we didn’t need was thrown into the van for it would meet us at Calais. A two hour sail across the channel, so time for some breakfast i thought. Just one problem though, the café on the ferry doesn’t open until it’s left the dock, something to do with maritime law, one law that needs changing if you’re asking me.

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A bit of a breeze out on deck.

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France Ahoy!

We met up with the van just outside the port of Calais and got ready for the day ahead. Richard 1 was going to a local bike shop to have his bike repaired and would meet up with us later. I found cycling through Calais a bit weird at first as you are cycling on the left side of the road, however, you soon get used to it. Calais is a nice place with lots of desirable properties dotted along the way, which i am told are priced quite reasonably.20180503_113523 We left Calais and headed for Guines. There was a 3km climb to an old water tower to navigate where we had planned to stop for a break. The climb was tough on the legs after the day before, but the road we were cycling along and the scenery was perfect. We stopped in the market square in Guines and headed for the local boulangerie for lunch. The town has a lot of history, one of the most notable was at the field of the Cloth of Gold. The meeting between Henry Vlll of England and Francois I of France. The only thing I would recommend they sort out is the toilet facilities, one portaloo!

Guines, France

Guines

Back on the road and our next stop was to be Le Wast, but before we got there, we passed through the villages of Fiennes and Hardinghen.

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Le Wast, France

 Chateau des Tourelles, Le Wast

Built in the 18th Century, this one time mansion is now a hotel, from the outside it looks awesome. I wonder how much it costs to stay the night? Next was the town of Desvres. I didn’t know this but Desvres is actually world famous for it’s earthenware pottery and tiles. We hadn’t time to have a look around which was unfortunate as it looked a nice place.20180503_174916.jpg

One of the two towers, all that remains of Montreuil Castle. 

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Abbaye De Vallories

As you are cycling along, some buildings just warrant more of your attention than others and none more so than this one. The Abbaye De Vallories was originally built in the 12th Century and then reconstructed in the 18th Century. This is French baroque design at it’s grandest. My photo doesn’t do the place much justice. The whole site spans 21 hectares and is now classified a historic monument.

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Saint Maurice Church, Buire Le Sec

It is claimed that it is one of the oldest churches in the region, dating back to the 12th century. In fact all that remains of it’s 12th century origins is the foundations, again most of it was re built in the 16th century.

We cycled onwards passing through more villages, then we reached Crécy-en-Ponthieu. Crecy forest is one of the largest forests in the north of France, in amongst it there is an old airfield. Built by the British in 1940 during the Battle of France, the intention was to house a squadron of Blenheim Bombers there. Unfortunately it was not to be and the German Luftwaffe took up residence there instead.

We reached our overnight accommodation on the outskirts of Abbeville. A quick shower and change of clothes, then we were off to the Wok d’ Abbeville. A Chinese buffet restaurant of all places. not my choice but the food was great.

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Day 2 done and dusted, a ferry crossing, 77.66 miles of cycling, 2,628ft of climbing, some really good cycling and a few laughs along the way.

London to Paris (Day One)

An early start to the day as we wanted to get through London before the traffic started to get too busy. We had a short cycle to our starting point at Greenwich Observatory, time to take a few photos, then we were off.IMG-20180502-WA0001

There were a total of 10 of us doing the cycle ride. left to right they are Simon, Matthew, Richard 1, Richard 2, Mike, George, Debbie, Thomas, Myself and Dougie. Our guide for the event was Ian and our support driver was Tony. As you can see from our cycle wear, it wasn’t a very nice day and the weather didn’t get any better. As soon as we started cycling out of London, heading south towards Dartford, it began to rain and it continued for most of the day. I didn’t think cycling through London was all that bad. Yes, we had all the usual school traffic to contend with, but the route which we were cycling was well thought out.

20180502_102338 The George Pub in Trottiscliffe

We stopped for breakfast at The George pub situated in a little village in Trottiscliffe. There is a very tricky descent to get down to the pub, but it was a welcome break from the rain. A nice hot mug of tea and a bacon roll, then it was back out into the rain. We were heading towards the Kent Downs and the one thing that we were guaranteed apart from the rain were some serious climbs. Not many photo opportunities because of the weather but we cycled on until we reached our lunch stop at The Red Lion pub in Lenham. Was I glad to get here! A nice hot bowl of vegetable soup washed down with hot tea. Had to change into some dry clothes in the van as i was soaked right through.

the-red-lion-denhamThe Red Lion in Lenham.

Back on the bikes and still no change in the weather. We cycled through the Wye National Nature Reserve, then heading down into the village the inevitable happened, our first puncture of the day and as always it was me. You are cycling through some very large puddles on back roads not knowing what lies beneath. Not a problem i thought, just change the inner tube and i’ll be on my way. Unfortunately, there was also a gash in the tyre rendering it useless. We had to call our support driver Tony who had spare tyres in the van. We got going again but didn’t get that far, there is a level crossing in the village of Wye and the barriers were closing just as we got there. It seemed like all of the children from the local school were getting off the train as we had to wait that long. We set off after the barriers were raised to catch up with the rest of the group who were waiting on us not that far ahead.Wye-Station-kent-southeastern-trains-level-crossing

Wye Railway Station.

Through the quaint villages of Hastingleigh, Lyminge, Paddlesworth and whilst heading to Hawkinge, Matthew pointed out that the clouds were getting darker. Next thing we knew there was a hail storm, with nowhere to shelter from it, we had to keep going. Not far from Dover, Richard 1 hit a stone and blew his tyre as well. Because of the damage to the rim, he wasn’t able to continue and had to get a lift back in the van to the hotel. Eventually we made it to Dover.  81.38 miles of cycling, 3,777 feet of climbing and just over 11 hours on the road. What a day!20180502_211218

Dover Marina Hotel