the end of the jogle journey…
the end of the jogle
After two weeks on two wheels, Amanda and Rich finally made it to Land’s End, England after starting way up at John O’Groats in Scotland on an epic charity ride. We’re so proud of our athlete, but glad to have her back in the office too so that we can hear all her stories first hand.
Read their thoughts on the last leg of their very long journey, and check out their profile raising money for breast cancer – it’s not too late to help them out.
at the end of lands...
Had heard that this last stretch was hard – hills and narrow lanes – but it turned out to be fine. Think that was due to our manic hill training over the past few days. We pedalled along, counting down each mile, stopping with about three miles to take a picture outside ‘The First/Last Inn in England’. The road was empty, bleak and misty and the gradients seemed out of focus. We started to feel quite emotional as we rode through the last three miles, without even being able to see the sea. We were so happy and overwhelmed.
It was a weird feeling crossing the finish line. If you’ve seen the Truman Show, and remember that bit when he heads out to sea in a boat, thinking he has miles and miles of solitary journeying ahead of him, and then all of a sudden he hits a wall in front of him, and the whole thing abruptly comes to an end… That’s sort of how it felt. We have been so used to just pedalling and pedalling, and then out of the blue, we just hit the end, and stopped. So strange. It took a few minutes for it all to sink in really.
Took the classic shots, walked around the strange tourist entity that is ‘Lands End’, looked for the Atlantic we could just make out amidst the fog, and then almost went to go and put our helmets and gloves back on before realising, no – we’re done. We went to the Lands End hotel bar for a pint of Guinness, and signed the big JOGLE/LEJOG bible.
Memories forever – WHAT A TRIP.
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