Tomorrow we undertake a great journey,
A journey seldom attempted by men in tights,
We will see things along the way that no man could pay to see,
And meet people that no man would pay to meet.
There are some who are complacent now who will not be complacent shortly.
Some will also be attempting the end to end, some will be on pathetic 2 hour rides.
Those who wish not to compete we shall allow along their way,
As for the others, we will unleash hell upon them.
But remember, if you pedal ferociously in battle to be magnanimous in victory.
Pat them on their jerseys as you pass and send them home to lick their wounds.
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When at last we are done we will pack our bikes in their bags and fly them home.
There will be no time for sorrow.
Our business now is North.
John to Simon, somewhere in Lands End, on the eve of departure. (after 3 pints)
Simon “Gosh”
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