Day 1

Sleeping location: Dock Inn, Penzance
Distance (km today/total): 25 / 25
Estimated climb (m today/total): 350 / 350
Number of the day: zero
Day in three words: Let’s do this

And we’re off.  Today was the first day of something I’ve been building up to for months, years, who knows how long deep down, but to be honest it just felt like a nice bike ride around Cornwall. Right now the idea of actually cycling from here to Cape Town is so abstract that I can’t even comprehend it, which is probably for the best.

The day: drove to Penzance, met the LEJoG team (my dad and his friends are doing Lands End to John o’Groats, I’m with them for the first few days), cycled to Lands End, cycled back to Penzance.  And that’s it really, no fireworks or marching band, no massive send off, just five of us bopping around Cornwall for a few hours. I don’t even remember the first pedal stroke. It’s kind of obvious but this is how it’s going to be; months and months of nice days that aren’t epic in their own right, but become something epic when added together.

I promised that this wouldn’t be one of those wanky blogs about finding yourself so I’ll stop it there.

The ceremonial zeroing of the bike computer:



Me looking slightly awkward in front of the Lands End thing:


The LEJoG team:


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