Four Go Down The Thames: Day 4, ...and relax!

The hotel at Canary Wharf was great and very comfortable.  After a sumptuous lie-in, and a hefty full English breakfast, we prepare for our final journey back to Waterloo.  However, this wasn’t all on bikes.  We took the Thames Clipper service all the way back to the London Eye, travelling through central London in style!

We got straight onto the next available train back to Portsmouth, and discussed all that we’d achieved over the weekend.

As I write this, the pain in the muscles is subsiding, and I can look back on this with fond memories.  I’m proud of everything we’ve done here.  Although it’s not the longest cycling distance ever, or even the toughest route, it’s been a big personal achievement.  It seems such a long time since the serious planning first started early last year, and even longer since the idea was first thought of. 

Now it’s over. 

What’s to come next?  Who knows?  I think I’ll enjoy the summer while it lasts, and then maybe think about the next ride.  I won’t just leave the cycling here, and I expect to continue the long distance riding…

Roads go ever ever on,

Over rock and under tree,

By caves where never sun has shone,

By streams that never find the sea;

Over snow by winter sown,

And through the merry flowers of June,

Over grass and over stone,

And under mountains in the moon.

The Road goes ever on and on

Down from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone,

And I must follow, if I can,

Pursuing it with eager feet,

Until it joins some larger way

Where many paths and errands meet.

And whither then? I cannot say.

J. R. R. Tolkien