Err… there wasn’t one!<\/p>\n
I did the ride completely solo. It was a conscious decision to do so but I must admit to feeling a bit apprehensive about it before I left. There were two things in particular that worried me…<\/p>\n
The first, that I was going to be basically on my own for 15 days – I haven’t done that, like, ever. I mean, I knew that I’d meet people in youth\u00c2\u00a0hostels\u00c2\u00a0and so on… but that’s not the same as doing the ride as part of a group or with people I know.<\/p>\n
The second, that I seemed to have developed some sort of problem with my left knee before I left. It was OK while I was riding (which is why I decided to start the ride) but there was a definite niggle somewhere which I noticed most when walking.<\/p>\n
In the end I met up with a couple of other guys, Matt and Steve, early on in the first hostel at Golant. We were doing pretty much the same route on the same schedule. Whilst I didn’t do much of the riding with them (apart from the final 10 miles) we did meet up occasionally during the day and it was great having people to talk to on a regular basis each evening.<\/p>\n
And my knee? Well that seemed to get gradually better as the ride progressed – possibly as a result of all the Ibuprofen gel that I was putting on it 3 times a day. Whatever… it survived without any major problems. Phew!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Err… there wasn’t one! I did the ride completely solo. It was a conscious decision to do so but I must admit to feeling a bit apprehensive about it before I left. There were two things in particular that worried … Continue reading