Land's End to John O'Groats: Plans
Aug. 26th, 2010 10:03 pmNext year, I'm forty and my do-it-all bike is ten (even though he's a bit like Trigger's broom now). I know sixty is the new forty, but it's an excuse for a midlife crisis ride and in the UK, that means Land's End to John O'Groats. I quite hope to do it with friends, for chunks of the ride at least, if any of them can stand me wittering on for that length of time.
LEJOG is 880 miles, give or take, and I'll probably take it easy over three weeks with a rest day or two, tentatively in May as that's the bike's birthday; basically, in the nice months because wintry Scotland is as grim as a grim thing. I will be camping: this is one of those take-your-home-with-you gigs, because it makes me smile (the camp-over after Dunwich still makes me smile despite the Night Of The Earwigs).
After talking around, I'm going to go uphill. Coming from wild-and-lovely to crowded-and-familiar is what you do after an expedition, not during it. Plus I'll have a tailwind.
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LEJOG is 880 miles, give or take, and I'll probably take it easy over three weeks with a rest day or two, tentatively in May as that's the bike's birthday; basically, in the nice months because wintry Scotland is as grim as a grim thing. I will be camping: this is one of those take-your-home-with-you gigs, because it makes me smile (the camp-over after Dunwich still makes me smile despite the Night Of The Earwigs).
After talking around, I'm going to go uphill. Coming from wild-and-lovely to crowded-and-familiar is what you do after an expedition, not during it. Plus I'll have a tailwind.
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