On Sunday 16th July 2017, at 8am, seven cyclists set off from Eastbourne to ride to Dungeness and back, a total of 100 miles. Mark, a UK vets triathlete was due to race in Iceland on the following weekend so only did 20 miles to see us off. Anthony and Jack unfortunately had commitments for the afternoon so could only do one way. The remaining four: Chris, Harvey, Nick and Paul were setting out to go both there and back, 100 miles.
None of these four riders had cycled that distance before. They had been in training but were very apprehensive! The team was raising money for the fantastic ‘Let Them Shine Children’s Centre‘ in Tanzania. The Centre provides much needed care and education to 50 disadvantaged pre-school children. Every penny raised is to go to building a new kitchen and dining room to provide food and nutrition. The route passed through Little Common, Cooden, Bexhill, Hastings, Rye, Romney Marsh, Lydd, on into Dungeness and all the way back again. Continue reading
One of the great pleasures of being 60 is that some wonderful milestone events roll in. A most recent one for Bee and I was our 25th wedding anniversary. There is not a lot of comment in this post just some wonderful pictures of an exquisite day. The South of England was in full glory with 30+ degrees of magnificent sunshine all day and on into a balmy evening. The 14 adults and 6 child enjoyed every moment of this memorable day.
Here are some great photographs of the day. Continue reading
At the top of Bo Peep, East Sussex, UK
After a good day in the saddle sixty plus Nick was moved to put fingers to key board.
There was a plus 60 called Paul.
Who decided to forsake Gaul.
He rode up Bo Peep.
Said fuck! It was steep.
The Alps aren’t so bad after all!
Once upon a time I lived in Chepstow in South Wales, and often jogged the country lanes, including out and back over the old Severn Bridge – always a bracing run with high winds and spectacular views. Now I live in that place called faraway, but visit the UK each summer to see family. So it was that I found myself planning to be in Bristol for a weekend, and discovered that there was to be a Severn Bridge Half Marathon that same weekend. Of course, there being no fool like an old fool, I entered. Continue reading
Coming to the end of a year and passing to become 60 something. It marked quite a year in many respects. Laura Walter shares some images of a week at the beach to celebrate and talks about her 60th year and her ambitions for being sixty.
Time marches on and I decided to embrace my sixtieth year. I filled the year with friends and family and visited new places to enjoy time with them. In August 2015 my mother surprised me with a birthday visit to mark the end of my 50s. As I have done on so many other occasions in the past sixty years I had to give thanks to a dear friend for helping out. This time it was to Iva for collecting Mom from the airport and once again Erv, my wonderful husband had a hand in it. It is amazing that they managed to keep the secret. We celebrated that birthday and ushered in the next with lots of wine and laughter. Continue reading