750 miles from Glencoe to Boscombe

750 MILES FROM GLENCOE TO BOSCOMBE

At the age of 50 our dad was diagnosed with Dilated Cardiomyopathy, an incurable degenerative heart disease that can affect people of all ages and one that took the lives of his brothers at the ages of 29 and 34. Sadly, it also claimed the life of our dad in December last year at the age of 64.

The condition can be managed in various ways to improve quality of life for sufferers - the CMA (www.cardiomyopathy.org) is a small charity that receives no government funding but works hard with its limited resources to provide support and information for sufferers and their families.

My brother and I are undertaking a 750-mile cycle ride in memory of our dad and to raise funds for the CMA by way of thanks for the support they provided for him after his diagnosis. We also plan to take Dad's beloved 1956 split screen Morris Minor along as official support vehicle, and we plan to scatter some of his ashes in each of his favourite haunts along the way.

To make a donation go to our fundraising page.

We also have a facebook page where we'll be posting throughout the course of the event, so help us spread the word and get 'liking' us.

Monday, 25 June 2012

4 weeks today!!

Well, 4 weeks today at around this time we should have just finished off a substantial breakfast at the Clachaig Inn and be getting ready to head up to Glencoe to the official start. We'll meet Mom who, along with Jean & Dave Boucher, will make up our small but welcome send-off party.

The first job will be to find somewhere suitable for the first of dad's 'sprinklings' and then we'll head off south into the hills - staring the full 750 miles and 12 days in the face.

Now, at this point, I expect not to be daunted by the task ahead - it will, I'm sure, dawn on us at some point early on, but I can't decide if it will be that morning or a couple of days in (by which time I'm sure the aches getting out of bed will kill any enthusiasm we may have had for the day's ride ahead!).

In preparation for the Scottish summer weather I had something of an impromptu training ride this weekend. Although it was only a couple of miles long in the rain, it gave me an idea of how miserable this could become if for some reason the weather is anything but glorious, wind-free sunshine. Encouragingly, I wasn't beaten by this downpour, although a whole day's worth of it (or more!) may be a different prospect.

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