A pleasant few days near Hexham in prospect as the aging frame makes some neccessary repairs and sucks its teeth and shakes its head saying "big job this ... Going to be next Tuesday... You can't get the spares....".
One brief moment of the C2C comes back to me. On the second day I was pushing the pannier laden steed up a relentless hill out of the Lakes when I glanced to the left and saw a small C2C memorial stone to someone called Billy Minikin.
"Live every day as if it is your last but plan like you'll live forever".
Wise words Billy.
He probably insisted on pedalling up this 1 in 5 for the sheer crack and as he clutched his chest must have thought "I'm bloody glad I planned that memorial stone!"