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Leg 4 – to Kilnsea via Hull and Humber Bridge

04 May 2013
Up at 6.30 for a 95 mile leg to Kilnsea today. Getting into a more regular rhythm now with breakfast of porridge and cereal bars, plus Sainsburys berocca substitute. Also getting quicker at packing up, so was away by 8 o’clock, realise this isn’t early by a lot of people’s standards however I felt a sense of accomplishment, and a I suspect my body clock will start resetting to daybreak and sunset soon anyway.

Wanting to get some good miles under me in the morning I set off up the coast, trying to get away from the dark clouds gathering behind me, that held the promise of rain and strong winds. The Nemesis device sent me awry once when it got confused, and I ended up in the sand again, but only moderately, going to have to give the Ridgeback a good clean soon. Insert picture when I can get it off phone!

Passed through Mablethorpe where apparently Mum first saw the sea, didn’t look like it had changed all that much, perhaps an upgrade to the kebab shop. Legs feeling good despite a cold wind, and then a smattering of rain, the first of the tour but only short lived and didn’t bother with waterproofs. Rode on to Cleesthorpe via a bendy route turning West into the wind, found myself singing ‘busy going nowhere working the whole day through, trying to find lots of things not do’, can’t remember what film that’s from, an old one I need to watch again.

I was chased by an enthusiastic boxer dog down one country track, whilst the owner shouted for him to stop, ‘Monty, come back Monty, down Monty’. Reminded me of that Fenton YouTube clip. Needless to say the dog completely ignored it’s owner and I ended up with a wet nose pressed against my leg before he retreated, just wanted to say hello.

Found a good bakery in Cleesthorpe, post a nice ride through a country park, so stopped for second breakfast at 11 o’clock – breakfast bap and pizza slice, very nice too. Rode on to Grimsby through heavy traffic down a duel carriageway which was a little bit alarming, especially when the Nemesis device went a bit awry and sent me towards a motorway. I turned back through the Europarc and picked up the correct route alongside the Humber estuary. Not the prettiest of routes but much less traffic and interesting industrial plants. The Humber estuary is massive with lots of shipping, but very murky which was exacerbated by an overcast day. A few fishermen were braving the weather and waiting patiently for a nibble.

Passed a few groups of cyclists out for a Sunday ride who all waved or said hello. Finally made it out of the industrial area and back into the countryside, which held a stark contrast to the last few miles. Suddenly the birdsong started again, and there were lambs in the fields as opposed to plastic sheeting and daffodils from earlier on in Lincs. Rode past Thornton Abbey which looked interesting but didn’t have time to stop. Insert photo.

Rode on to the Humber Bridge via a somewhat convoluted route, but for once the Garmin coped. I’d been fighting a strong westerly for the last 40 miles or so, which got stronger on the bridge and with the overcast weather was somewhat chilly. Feeling drained I had my first glucose gel of the tour to try and get some energy back. The Humber Bridge is I think the longest cyclable suspension bridge in Europe, so was good to cross, but not very many impressive photos due to dull weather.

Headed on into Hull via Hessle (I think, device got confused again). Very nice to finally have a tailwind which helped the aching legs. Hull looked nice in the sunshine although lots of signs of poverty with closed shops and pound stretchers galore. Bloke at the traffic lights stopped to give me directions to a good route out of town which was nice of him, although think it was the route I had planned in anyway. Nemesis device promptly took offence to this external advice and sent me the wrong way, so I started ignoring it and soon got back on track.

Headed out to Kilnsea via Withernsea and Easington. A great ride with a strong tailwind, averaging around 18mph, and covering 40 klics in record time. Made it to Blue Bell Pond campsite in good time and set up as the wind dropped. Lovely spot – I have a fair few photos I’ll add in due course. Great day’s ride covering 95 miles, will save the tun for another day.

Had dinner at the Crown and Anchor Inn, conveniently located 200 yards down the road. Bit of an extravagance but they had Tim Taylor’s Landlord on tap, plus I needed to recharge several devices including myself, and they kindly obliged with access to a plug. Going to be tricky charging devices as I go if I don’t have access to power. The Power Monkey is good and works to an extent, but doesn’t have the juice to charge everything I need to. I could just stop using the Nemesis device but it’s handy when it works, and lets stalkers track me!

Few other thoughts and comments:

– Blue Bell Pond campsite recommended, and Richard the owner is an eccentric character.

– Good pub quiz at the Crown and Anchor with great group of locals that kept me entertained as I tried to work out the best route for the next few weeks. Probably had too much ale.

– Bike performing really well so far but will need de mucking soon, and re-Lubing as a lot of dust from last few days. The front pannier racks are slipping down slightly which I’ll need to address at some point, but not an issue as yet. Service in Edinburgh hopefully.

– Health update; In good shape and remembering to do stretches and physio exercises, no knee problems. Probably need to eat more but okay at present, hard to take on that many carbs. Arms and shoulders also tired. Will refuel in Whitby and consider a massage at some point, but not from the dodgy one I saw in Grimsby – pleasure girls massage, entry at rear ( made me snigger).

– Passed Lu’s birthplace today, although I didn’t realise it at the time. She spent some of her younger years in this neck of the woods.

Legs 1 & 2 – Norwich to Sandringham

I’m writing this from Sandringham camping and caravan park, located in a wonderfully peaceful wood next to the estate. There’s a pigeon watching me curiously, I have my suspicions about pigeons.

Using my iPad which unfortunately doesn’t have any of the photos from the last couple of days, so will try and upload them separately from my phone if I can get that connected.

01 May 2013 – Leg 1 to Happisburgh
Having packed and repacked my panniers a few times I was finally ready to leave, on a mostly balanced but pretty heavy bike (think we worked out it’s about 90 pounds), at about 10.30 on a gloriously sunny Wednesday. Lost my passport somewhere but I’m sure it will turn up, probably at the bottom of a pannier at the end of the tour.

Had a great send off from home from my parents, brother and sister in law plus nephew, Lu’s parents, Chris, Jen, Eve and Willow. The latter two were have great fun banging a drum and blowing a trumpet – thanks for the fanfare girls!

Pedalling off with a certain amount of trepidation, and wondering what I’d forgotten, I passed through Norwich before stopping in at work to say bye for 3 months. Got another great send off so left Norwich feeling buoyant.

Had a lovely ride through the Norfolk countryside down to Lowestoft, accompanied by birdsong; lots of skylarks making themselves known at present. Less pleasant were the regular swarms of midge like bugs I cycled through, there were a lot of them, and I think I swallowed quite a few; hopefully good protein?

Made Lowestoft, the Eastern most point of Britain, in good time, whereupon I ate a pork pie in celebration, then had another one for good measure whilst I was waiting for the bridge to come down. Continuing on up the coast I passed lots of shipping activity around and in Great Yarmouth, before cycling along the seafront. There really are a lot of arcades there, and fish and chip shops, I didn’t stop apart from at the traffic lights. It looked okay in the sunshine but not my favourite place on the tour.

It appears my Garmin Edge might have a sense of humour. When plotting out the routes I’m sure I specified paved routes only, so I was a little perturbed when it started directing me down narrower and narrower lanes, followed by tracks. Wasn’t too bad for a while, then I hit sand, at quite a speed after going around a corner. A heavily laden bike hitting several inches of sand at speed, without mountain bike capabilities, does not end well, and I was unceremoniously dumped. Luckily it was a soft landing and nothing but pride damaged. My first reaction was to check no-one was watching, they weren’t, my second was a stream of pretty foul language, my third was to start giggling, it was pretty funny. Post that stunt I took things pretty easy for the next few miles, which involved pushing for a bit through the sandier section of the coastal path, before reaching a proper road near Waxham.

From Waxham it’s only a short stretch up to Happisburgh, and you can see the lighthouse from miles away so despite my Garmin’s best efforts I didn’t get sidetracked. My friend Nigel was waiting at the campsite with a cold beer which was most welcome. I may be doing this unsupported but I don’t think the occasional cold one from a friend counts against me. Had dinner at the local pub, the Hill House Inn, a very welcoming establishment with a fine selection of ales and great menu. I had rib eye steak, followed by rhubarb crumble, and a few pints of Tim Taylor’s Landlord. Parents, plus Norman and Sheila also drove up for the evening so was a lot of fun, even if rather more beer than anticipated was consumed; it’s all good carb loading tough isn’t it?

A note on Happisburgh. The cliff it sits behind is slowly eroding into the sea. I say slowly, last year I think about 4 metres disappeared, including the tower construction which was there to provide access via steps to the beach. Unfortunately the campsite I stayed at day’s might be numbered but it’s a lovely place to overnight at, with a great pub just next door. Showers were nice and hot too. Recommended! We filmed there earlier this year – check out our website and you tube channel.

Pretty chilly night but I was ready for it after the food and ale, and my sleeping bag is toasty. The stars were really bright after being in the centre of a well lit city. Out to sea we could see the lights from a few rigs and shipping heading by.

A great first day, covered 75 odd miles – I’ll link to the route when I can download it from my Garmin (or Nemesis as I’ve taken to calling it). Thanks again for all the donations, support, and interest in this blog, all great motivation.

02 May 2013 – Leg 2 to Sandringham
Okay, it’s getting a bit late as I write this and I need to get a shower before an early start tomorrow, so I’ll keep this brief. Also something just howled…quite close by. They don’t have wolves on royal estates do they? I mean I know they like their hunting but pretty sure there are no wolves in the uk. I won’t stray from the path just in case, didn’t bring any silver bullets, or a gun for that matter!

Day 2 started well with sunshine and a light easterly breeze that would follow me along the coast. Realised my new cycling bib had caused a mild amount of chafing so I applied some chamois cream to the afflicted areas (don’t ask), and wore some looser kit today.

Followed the North Norfolk coast along to Cromer, then Sheringham, it went up and down a lot, and continued to do so, good practice for later on!

Met my parents for the last time in a while in Wells next the Sea and had lunch inn a nice deli – chorizo panini and samosa. They delivered a book I’d ordered off Amazon recommended by someone I met whilst out training who was interested in what I was doing – Slow Coast Home by Josie Dew. Should be good and will no doubt get some good tips.

Got a puncture post Wells, fixed, all good and passerby stopped to check I was okay, another example of how Britain is not a broken society. Passed through Hunstanton where my brother sometimes goes windsurfing – not a good wind for it today with no sales moving out on the Wash – didn’t King John lose the Crown Jewels in the Wash, or was that a tax scam, or early example of expenses fraud.

My Garmin aka Nemesis sent me down a few unpaved roads pst Hunstanton, with sandy bits, but made it through unscathed. I then turned inland through several villages before pedalling furiously uphill towards Sandringham estate, determined to get there in good time. The campsite is set in the woods and is lovely, as are the staff – one lovely lady donated £10 to the Big C when she heard what I was doing, and they recharged the ‘nemesis’ ready for tomorrow. Maybe that’s not such a good thing, might start using the back up map I brought.

Tonight I’ve remembered to do my stretches so hopefully won’t be stiff tomorrow, as have an 80 mile leg to complete. Also had fish and chips from a van that is fortuitously here on a Thursday, most welcome. Had quite a few cashew nuts to boost calories and replace the salt I lost today. Will have a Berocca tomorrow morning to boost minerals etc.

Just heard the estate clock bells ring 10 o-clock so better sign off, and something just howled again. Hopefully you’ll hear from me tomorrow…

Actually, my live track didn’t work today but will try again tomorrow, and if it fails again due to reception will post where I’m passing through and at pertinent updates via twitter.

Few random pics from campsite:

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…now a fox is barking, gotta love the countryside.

Ready to roll

Final day of work done and dusted for 3 months, I walked out of the office with a big grin on my face after lots of well wishes from colleagues. Think I just about got everything done and handed-over (thanks Dan). Big thank you to everyone at work who have been so supportive in the run up to this, with offers of help, fund-raising and sponsorship, and ‘carb loading’.

My parents drove up today, and we were joined by Lu’s parents for a glass of fizzy stuff prior to me knuckling down to the packing. Also being joined by my brother, his wife and my nephew tomorrow. It’ll be great to see everyone for the off.

I laid everything that I want to take out on my kitchen floor, minus a few items I’ve since remembered post consulting my lists, to try and finalise what’s going in which panniers. There was quite a lot of stuff…Tour packingSomehow it all managed to fit, with a bit of room to spare for the items I’ve since remembered…

IMG_0308So I had beer to celebrate, well just half, courtesy of Chris B’s brewing talents. Dad had the other half and we both agreed it was especially fine Chris – worthy of an appearance in the Fat Cat I reckon.

IMG_0310So everything done and packed, with just a few things to do such as load routes onto my Garmin, find my passport (just in case I need to change lands masses due to adverse weather conditions), and probably repack everything a few times before I set off in the morning.

I’m aiming for a 10.30 start, whereupon I’ll wend my way through Norwich, past work, then on to Lowestoft, before turning left and heading North up the coast of Norfolk. Weather forecast looks good with plenty of sunshine, although a little on the cold side, and an Easterly breeze which should swing around to come from the South West a bit later in the week.

First stop is Happisburgh, which although gradually falling into the sea still has a good camp-site and pub. Looking forward to my first night under canvas! From Happisburgh I’ll continue around past Cromer and Sheringham to Sandringham, then on to just North of Skegness, before crossing the Humber into Yorshire and beyond.

Here’s to a great adventure, raising lots of money for the Big C, and honouring Lu’s memory; she always said I should do something like this so here we go 🙂

Further updates from the road, assuming technology does not fail me.

Fundraising

Only a quick update this evening as I’m immersed in preparations for setting off in a week’s time. Had a great boost to fundraising today when friends at work held a raffle, as well as cooked up culinary delights to raise money for my tour, all proceeds going to the Big C.

A fantastic effort with £550 raised in total, which included £250 from our ‘Fat Club’. This takes my total to over £2000 when you include gift aid. People’s generosity was really motivating, so big thank you to everyone that cooked, donated something for the raffle, or bought something.

Couple of pictures below.

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ImageThe day definitely helped on the carb loading front, perhaps a little too much!