Today's ride was 42 miles to Dover Castle and back. It's a harder ride than the one to Sandwich: up and down hills pretty relentlessly. Add in cold, strong winds, a wrong turn on the way back, some confusing road signs (they had been twisted around so it wasn't clear which sign matched with which road) and my legs were aching towards the end of the ride. It focused the mind on nothing other than pedalling on. And that wasn't a bad thing at all. The sitting by the death bed continues, seven weeks after a two-weeks-left-to-live prediction from the end-of-life doctor, and watching end-stage dementia is not fun. The eating stops (two months ago in this case), weakness and greater confusion ensues, then the ability to drink starts to go; pain and discomfort increases, feelings of being lost increase. It's dying while still living and it's a grim, slow death. And we've had eldest sprog staying while she's between houses, and she comes with a two month-old and a two year-old, so we've had the end-of-life paperwork in the same fridge as the baby milk. We have nappies for a two month-old and nappies for an eighty-five year-old. We have new life and end-of-life in adjacent bedrooms. 'Birth, old age, sickness and death' in one household. I'm fine, but cycling along, focused on nothing much more than my own discomfort, was strangely welcome.
Photos:
Some friends I first met a couple of weeks ago:
Dover (France was just about visible on the horizon):
Great to be back in the saddle this morning. Mercifully still and dry at last, 11 degrees but closer to 7 in the valleys with a chill in the air. High cloud, breaking in places.
Somewhat time constraint but with enough climbing around here, you can still get a good leg stretch, blood pumping lap to kick off the day. With said decent weather after 2 weeks of dampness, it was fun to navigate over a stone wall in cleats, through a short boggy stretch to get a decent shot at Lanyon Quoit. The first shot is up top outside Morvah. Really peaceful with not a soul to be seen - feels like I got the space back to myself...along with the buzzards, crows, cows, sheep, rabbits, etc. etc.