Being nowhere is a good place to start from as your likely to always get somewhere.
Navigator Wallace soon had us on GPS lock and after agreeing the general direction we were going to take we quickly stumbled across a cycle path that yes! Would bring us back to NCN1.
My relief was immediate as I really didn’t fancy backtracking to where we were certain of our route and then pedal again against the cutting wind to only get back to roughly where we were. Continue reading
Famished and physically quivering like a badly misfiring engine, Wetherspoons to me seemed like the Fat Duck gastronomical paradise of Bray except this was Sittingbourne.
To be honest, anything would have done but Wetherspoons do cater for so many different ‘difficult’ food groups with a great range of beers and being value for money. I mean where else can you get two fish & chips and two pints for a tenner? Continue reading
God bless Decathlon! The day before le grande depart I made a dash over to Canada Water for some last minute bits and bobs – running tights, gloves, a hat, inner tubes, tyres levers… that sort of thing. Had to use the inner tubes a bit quicker than I wanted – a puncture in the car park! But a good excuse to try out the new CO2 canisters – and they worked a treat! Is it just me, by the way, that always thinks they aren’t changing a tyre properly?
Mr Bear arrived at mine at about 8pm. Some lovely Thai tea, and (probably too much) wine – and then set to pouring over the maps. As we have discussed, where we start is always been vague. Continue reading
