Being unfamiliar with washing facilities in youth hostels, I managed to put industrial quantities of detergent into my cycling gear, and this proved impossible to rinse out in the tiny basin provided and in the 20 seconds available. As a result I'm dreading wearing all this stuff in case it rains, because I shall be converted into a little column of cuckoo spit.
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Squeaky Wheels the Rationale
Team Squeaky Wheels came together by accident following a drunken conversation about the possibility of riding from Lands End to John O'Groats. The result was the accumulation of a quarter of a millenniums worth of accumulated wit and (arguably) wisdom in the guise of Jeff, Tim, Don and Michael. To give us all an incentive to accomplish this route we decided to make the journey a sponsored ride for McMillan Cancer Support, and run this Blog for our friends and supporters. Hopefully we will provide daily reports of our progress and events during the ride. These may become more terse as exhaustion and saddle sores kick in. So watch this space.
Hi all
ReplyDeleteWith the image of a pillar of soap suds on a bike likely to be forever etched in my mind I quickly tried to eradicate it by being creative and giving encouragement:
"There were four old geezers who aimed to head North
And so on their eight wheels they sallied forth
With their lycra clad bits they biked ev'ry day
And now they do find themselves almost halfway!
So what to our saddlesore pals can we say
Keep applying the ointment and half a Hoo -Ray!"
Poets - Eat your heart out!
Luv Jenny and Bob xxxxxxxx