Praze an Beeble
Sadly, Crossing through the rolling hills of Cornwall has taken its toll on an unprepared set of knees.
Sorouche has been amazing and has always stayed to my pace even though he could progress much faster.
Old knee injuries, (and perhaps some new ones) have appeared and I’m unable to continue cycling… Hence I was forced to make an exit at Exeter.
However, the trip is not over. I accompanied him to Bristol, offloaded any bulky and unnecessary gear and will continue to support him via various rendezvous points along the trip.
Currently I’m en route to London while Sorouche makes his way up the East side of Wales. I will meet up with him after this leg.
Cornwall was unbelievably scenic. While climbing up the hills in Dartmoor there were tons of goats and sheep all sitting on the shoulders off the road, watching you as you made the ascent.
They were almost like those people at the edges of a Marathon route except they weren’t cheering you on, holding up motivational signs, or holding out paper cups filled with water…
They just watched… and judged you…in silence…
Dartmoor was intense cycling but the views of the valleys and peaks made it worthwhile. It was tough, and it hurt, but I’d do it again for sure…maybe with less gear on my bike and more hill training.
I’ll continue to post and also be updating on Sourouche’s status.