Sooo… My amazing cycling buddies have finally seen the light and gotten into kayaks.
They’ll canoe 125 miles this weekend , as a tribute and fundraiser to myself.
They’ve trained all summer to do this, despite all having full time jobs and families.
The link above tells the story from their perspective.
I’ll be there ( sort of ) with them, not in a boat, but on a handbike – 140 odd miles for me in 3 days – that’ll bloody kill me, no doubt.
And it’s gonna rain.
No pain, no gain… Right?
Thanks lads, I’m very proud of you all.
See above for pics of the lads ( and me ) from our previous trips..
PS gutted for Roy, who trained all summer then broke his foot playing soccer with a hangover on a dodgy pitch.
There’s a lesson for Dads over 40…