Different boys; different bikes; but still the same spirit of adventure!

Glyn, a cycling-mad friend of Nick’s, has been staying with us for the last couple of weeks, with the intention of doing as much cycling as possible in the time he’s here. With that aim in mind, the two of them set off for the Pyrenees on Tuesday morning, arriving at midday. They cycled two cols that afternoon, before checking in at the hostel; Wednesday was a big day, covering 150km and five cols; then another two cols on Thursday before heading home, tired and hungry. The trip seems to have been fairly uneventful except for the day they were forced to follow an enormous log lorry, complete with trailer, down the tiny mountain roads; on one hairpin bend Glyn, never known for being an overly cautious cyclist, decided there was space for a bike to squeeze through between the lorry and a car going in the opposite direction, nearly causing the poor car driver to have a heart attack! And done on my best bike to boot!

Kieran and I, meanwhile, finished clearing all the spare soil from the back garden, which now looks a lot better. I hope, after his break, that Nick will feel motivated to get some work done when Glyn leaves.