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We are Lucy & Simon from the island of Guernsey.
Growing up in Guernsey meant summers messing around on beaches with friends and winters spent roaming the cliffs. My teenage years saw me determined to become a dancer, then choreographer, but soon these pursuits gave way to the usual teen distractions of socialising interspersed with a developing love of cliff running. I would love to say that I spent my youth getting around by bike but I hadn’t fallen in love with cycling yet.
After meeting Simon while working together with young people with disabilities, I fell in love with him and with cycling (because he forced me to!), gave up my car, and haven’t looked back since. I cycle because when I’m on my bike, there’s no other place I want to be. Even when it’s raining and the hills keep coming; I’m outside and I’m free and I’m alive. I also still love running, along with sea swimming, and any other excuse to be active.
When we were coming home from our honeymoon ride, we began discussing future trips. We were getting excited about all of the long cycles we could do to far away places once we retired and soon decided that retirement was too long away. We wanted to explore the world by bike NOW.
The adventuring is something I’m still working on. I overthink things and get scared; mainly that we’ll get attacked by wild animals or rabid dogs but I’m learning to ignore the fear and live in the moment and hope that this will propel me through the darker, tougher parts of our world trip.
Being a child of the ’80s, growing up on a small island, and having a paperback copy of Gerald & Lee Durrell’s “The Amateur Naturalist“, was a combination that made it hard not to develop some kind of appreciation for the natural world and being outdoors. My childhood memories are of chasing insects and frogs around the garden, my teenage years of looking for newts, building ponds, watching birds, snorkeling, dissecting owl pellets, rebuilding the skeleton of a scavenged cormorant carcass, and trying to perfect my taxidermy skills on unsuspecting hedgehog roadkill victims.
I set out on my first real cycle tour when I was studying habitat management in Ormskirk. Unprepared and clueless, with a sleeping bag and survival bag in my backpack and a couple of water bottles strapped to the frame of my heavy mountain bike, I decided to follow canal paths from Liverpool to Banbury. Sleeping in hedgerows and under bridges, being woken early most mornings by the noise of hunters’ shotguns or by curious dogs out for their morning walk, this is probably when I first fell in love with bicycle adventure – which is strange because I didn’t actually try another long journey until 15 years later when Lucy and I cycled to Gibraltar for our honeymoon – since then I haven’t wanted to stop; I’ve peddled to lots of places around England, to Scotland a couple of times, much of the Wild Atlantic Way in Ireland, as well as some smaller trips in Brittany.
Aside from cycling and adventuring I tend to spend my time playing the fiddle, developing apps and websites, supporting people with autism, being in the sea, creating British Sign Language resources, and growing vegetables. All of these are things that I enjoy, and it’s a combination of a few of these things that pays the bills.