Apologies for the delay, dear reader…I’ve got no real excuse other than these things always do have a habit of taking longer than perhaps you plan them to, hey?
Anyway, my final thoughts on the trip? I don’t think that a LEJOG is a hard journey per se; it is, after all, simply a case of getting on your bike and pedalling yourself from A to B daily! My training certainly wasn’t anywhere near the sort of distance or volume that is recommended as necessary to undertake this challenge; I only completed two rides of over one hundred miles before setting off!
That’s not to say I didn’t enjoy doing it, though. I’ve seen an extremely thin slice of this country in a way that very few people can say they have and there’s moments I recall fondly now and hopefully will do for many more months and years to come.
Having never blogged before, I’m really glad that I decided to start doing so on WordPress for this journey. I’d hazard a guess that I spent two to three hours a night doing so, but people that were following have told me that they appreciated it and it has also given me something special to look back on, and provided me with the content to produce this book!
I’m pleased with all of my kit decisions bar the Carradice! I never once felt like I didn’t have enough, or that I’d carried too much with me. My Garmin HCx may well have taken a bit of ‘magic’ out of the navigation of each day, but certainly made the whole process less stressful. I’d perhaps go as far to recommend one to anybody attempting a similar journey ahead of anything else.
I was surprised to see how much I spent over the twelve days although, to be fair, around a third of the total money that went through my hands was on bike repairs that nobody could have honestly foreseen. Certainly not the rack for my bag failing on Day Two! Otherwise I think that I got reasonable value for money for everything else considering.
Splitting my overnight stops between B&Bs, hotels and hostels may well have added extra cost to my journey, but I think it was worth it overall. Perhaps if I had a support vehicle or others with me then camping would have added to the adventure but I think the way I approached it was best for a solo attempt.
On that note, I have been asked by many people why I chose to do my LEJOG solo and unsupported, and also if I was lonely on the way?
First of all I decided to undertake the trip on my own as, whilst I was confident I could complete the distance, I wasn’t sure of my own abilities on the bike and didn’t want to be the one slowing a group down. Having now completed it, and read other encounters I don’t think I would have done but I don’t regret doing it alone at all. It’s a hell of a party story if nothing else!
I can honestly say that the only time I felt alone was as I realised I was the only sober individual amongst a bustling Princes Street in Edinburgh on Day Eight. As I wandered along that street all I wanted to be was back home. On reflection, a Saturday night stopover in a big city after the previous few days probably wasn’t the best choice!
In conclusion, did I enjoy the trip? Yes, without a doubt. It’s made me appreciate the island on which we live in ways I certainly didn’t before. It’s certainly opened my eyes as to how beautiful parts of it can be, and I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s gone end-to-end that looks on as the map scrolls behind the television weatherman without thinking ‘bloody hell…I’ve cycled that!’.
Would I do it again? No, probably not. Certainly not in that direction anyway, and probably not solo if I was to go from top to bottom. That trip’s been done, it’s onto the next challenge now I’m afraid.
What’s next? You’ll just have to wait and see…