How it all began

My husband comes from a family of keen cyclists...he knows about bike bits, you know, seat pins and stems (it's all just words to me). He spots a bike on Ebay which is a bargain...it's been messed about a bit, the handle bars changed, and its been stored outside (we think), but still a bargain. So around the end of July this year he gets it for me.

It arrives in all its slightly rusted glory, and immediately he changes the pedals for me so I can wear my proper biking shoes - what are they called, SB something? (You can see I am really into the equipment side)...and for those of you reading this, yes, I have had the experience of first wearing them and stopping and not getting my foot out quick enough and suffering the humiliation of tumbling towards the ground, still attached to the bike.

I take my bike with me all the way down to Helston for the summer holidays. Unfortunately little riding takes place (only one day on the Camel Trail to Padstow). However, staying in a fantastic location of Lower Pentire Farm, on the side of Loe Pool. I get some fantastic walking done along the cliffs to Gunwalloe and Church Cove.

Our other discovery whilst in Helton is a shop called Cycle Logic. I purchased some hard wearing tyres and a new "girlie" saddle. I was still not happy with the handle bars not being "drop" ones though. We visited Cycle Logic so many times that the kids even designed a "theme tune" for it, and would sing it as we pulled into their car park!

After returning home my trusty mount gets taken to local shop "On Yer Bike" where it is re-built from various components my husband has found in the garage. I am now ready for the off...