Picos Original Riders

Picos Original Riders
Highlights of 2010

Last of the Picos Riders - to Rome Alone!

Our first two charity rides were a huge success - raising over £20,000 for the South East Cancer Help Centre.

The Centre does a fantastic job of supporting patients and carers at the most difficult times of their lives. They make a real difference and you could help them in their work by contributing to our fundraising. Donations can be made via JustGiving.comhttps://www.justgiving.com/Tom-Vaz/ or directly into the Centre. For more details of the Centre and their work see their website at http://www.sechc.org.uk/

After 3 years of rest it seemed time to dust off the old muscles, bones and sinews and do one more spectacular ride in aid of this fabulous charity.

This time I will travel alone for 25 days, mainly following the ancient pilgrimage route to Rome, the Via Francigene, covering a distance of around 1,400 miles.

The route travels through Newhaven - Dieppe - Paris before I eventually reach the Via Francigene in Eastern France. From then on it is pretty simple apart from having to cross the Alps without an elephant!

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

Training in February

There was not a lot to commend outdoor cycling this February unless you like the idea of spending the day wearing many layers. The sweat that pours off your brow as you puff and pant up the hills of Kent is quickly chilled and frozen on the way downhill.
Still there is always the compensation of the tea shop where a warm welcome awaits the frozen yet sweaty cyclist. In little cafes we always seem to be ushered into a corner where the air doesn't circulate to put off the other clientele.
Last Sunday's Anerley ride was typically hilly and painful as we meandered our way to Chartwell, Winston Churchill's old place. Des had decided to take his wife out - she probably made him feel guilty about cycling on Valentines day instead of a romantic lunch for two. Thus it was just myself and Christopher suffering for the good of our cause.
Good value tea and scones and a sunny view brought back happy memories of picnics with the family. We were in a comfortable mood with an easy ride home ahead of us when I heard a gunshot bang. The crows in the field rose into the air but alas it was not a shotgun. Ewa's rear tyre had a massive hole in it. Although she insisted that it was recently new the tyre was clearly rotting in the wheel and nothing could be done to patch it up.
A valuable lesson was learned by us all and Ewa managed to maintain a semblance of dignity as she headed off to Four Elms with a 3 mile walk ahead of her.

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