Bike Tracks

I slept like a log that night. The tent was soaking wet when I put it away, because I hadn’t set it up as good as Larry always did. Oh well, everyone has to learn! The worst part was stuffing it into the gear locker. I now had 2 lockers to put all the junk […]

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My Larry was leaving today on an evening flight to Denver. He was able to get a ride from Denis and Katy to Heathrow, solving the problem of how to get to the airport with all his stuff. For me, it was to be the first day on the ride alone without my best friend. […]

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We decided to take it easy today, do a lot of nothing and get organized for the coming segment of the trip. Larry is leaving to go back to Denver for awhile on personal business and I will be peddling forward with the group. I am going to miss him very much, he won’t be […]

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This poor chap endured at least 50 cameras clicking in his face, before he clicked his shoes and marched back and forth a few times for a break. Note the size of the shoes, they wear them extra big so they can wiggle their toes around inside. They stand motionless among the crowd, watching for […]

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Our ride to London was not intended to be easy, nor was it. We picked up an eight page DRG (daily route guide) at 6:30 a.m. and headed off to find breakfast at the Ugly Duckling Pub. Our first English breakfast was a delight, at least to me. My fellow cyclists were pouring salt and […]

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Our route through England begins at Dover, landing on the Hovercraft. We bike to a tiny village 7 miles from Dover, called Martin Mill to camp. We leave the next day to spend four nights in London. Or should I say 4 nights at Queen Mary and Westfield College which is rather far away from […]

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