Stories from
the road
(and beyond!)
My #Festive500 - By Ruth Jones (age 7¾)
On the first day, I started the Festive 500 with my Daddy. I felt excited and determined to do 500 kilometres in 8 days. We went on roads that I knew and roads I had never been on before.
Cycling to the sea - 77 miles in a day
It all started when Daddy was in the kitchen, chopping up carrots. He said to me "You keep asking to go to the sea, Ruth - wouldn’t it be wonderful if you could ride all the way to Kings Lynn. Would you like to try that? It’s a long way" And I said "I would love to do that!”
A day of two rides
…there it sits, provocatively on its stand, just waiting for a turn of the key and an immediate trip into town. It doesn’t need lights finding, or a change of footwear, never mind clothes, to ride it - and it will carry several children and a load, at the drop of a hat. Of all the bikes available to me, it’s the most useful, the most practical.
In the hall, sits a very different machine…
“Ride the bike, Ruth!” Entering the world of U8s cyclocross racing…
“Ride the bike, Ruth”, I hear Tom shouting from some considerable distance away, and briefly register what a ludicrous thing to shout this must sound to anyone else who came here to watch a bike race.