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JOGLE 2016 - Arkriders

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Cycling John O Groats to Lands EndIt seems like only yesterday that I was weeping on my bike, searching for the energy and will-power to keep my legs turning on yet another hill on JOGLE16. When we arrived in Land’s End after 985 miles, exhilarated and relieved, I vowed never to do anything like it again.

But, here we are less than six months later, and here I am.

In fact, I am flabbergasted that January is already almost at an end when it seems like I’ve only just put the Christmas decorations away.

Time has a funny way of passing like that, giving us a gentle reminder of the bigger picture of life and for me, why I need to keep doing this cycling lark.

You see, my father died when he was four years older than I am now, and that’s a scary thought. Because I know, that if he walked through the door tonight, it would feel like he’d just been down his allotment and let time run away as he picked his runner beans and smoked a sneaky roll-up or two in his shed.

That’s the beauty of memories. They transcend and distort time if you let them, which is always good when those memories are worth hanging on to, even if they are now over 27 years old.

Delving into my iPhoto catalogue tonight, I came across my JOGLE16 photos. They make me smile now, even if the memory has been distorted away from the fact that it was actually quite punishing at the time.

Queueing for ferries, trying to stay upright on a slow and steep hill as you burst out laughing at one of Ian’s silly comments. Not to mention snapped chains, mosquito bites, pork pies, energy gels and plenty of banter.[/vc_column_text][vc_row_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][mk_image src=”” image_width=”900″ image_height=”675″ title=”The ferry crossing at Plymouth”][/vc_column_inner][vc_column_inner width=”1/2″][mk_image src=”” image_width=”900″ image_height=”675″ title=”Another day, another early start”][/vc_column_inner][/vc_row_inner][mk_padding_divider size=”20″][vc_column_text]Memories of my dad only make me smile – like they should – and I was lucky, he went very quickly. I didn’t have to watch him fade away into an unrecognisable shadow as so many other people have to with their loved ones.

Support and respite are essential for families going through their battles with Cancer and that’s where The Ark Cancer Centre Charity and Bike 4 Cancer make a big difference in people’s lives. But, you already know that.[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]I’m not going to bang the charity drum – I even start to bore myself when I talk about it.

But, let me come back to life, challenges and the art of creating memories. In another 27 years time, if I am lucky enough myself to still be here, I know I’ll be dining out on the memories I’m creating now with JOGLE16 and Ark to Arc.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]