From our first meeting at Crumpets Cafe, Earlestown (a fine cup of tea) to our debut ride on Sunday we’ve gone through stolen bikes, a thousand decisions on replacements, birthday gloves and choobs, the best cakes in the world, red rings of death, burnley b, going US postal, 0845 numbers, Windle and roadside brews the trip has been one of the most worthwhile experiences I’ve ever had. After working for 10 years in an office as a drone for the man it’s been the wind in my sails I needed to get out there and do something amazing, not only as a brilliant way to raise money but also to kick start a totally different way of life. Combining music and miles is the genius of Mr B and as we wound our way around Merseyside on Sunday we all felt a huge sense of achievement, a great sense of team spirit and a massive relief to reach our destination 48 miles later. My thanks to Mark B for everything over the last few months and for everything that’s to come, to everyone who took part from my sister Julie and Billy the dog for our send off, Dave for his thought provoking speech at the launch, grumpy Dickie, our tour guide Tom, Verena the engine, Jo at the Griffin and finally to Chi for coming in and adding a superb musical ending to the event. The photos are great and there’ll be a video soon. Next time will be even better. As the song says, “Ain’t no mountain high enough!”