This is the end, beautiful friend. The end. nearly anyway

Oh bugger, Ive only gone and nearly finished the whole bloody bike ride. What am I gonna do now? There is something I'm supposed to be doing when I get back but I can't remember what it is. Anyway that's not important I'm sure it'll come back to me in time. Right where are we? We're all the way up the top of Scotland in a smashing little B&B that's part of  the Inver Caravan Park in Dunbeath. It's been such an unbelievable adventure for little Christopher and myself. He flagged at times but with a bit of gentle encouragment I managed to drag him to the end point. Bless him. We've seen so many amazing sights and met lots and lots of great people and although I can't wait to get back to see my darling Kim and give her a bloody good old...............cuddle (HA you thought I was being rude but I wasn't. Pervert.), I do feel a sense of sadness that I won't be struggling to get myself out my sleeping bag each morning and on to my rock hard saddle. There have been so many brilliant things happen that I couldn't possibly put it all on here but I shall endeavour to lay down the most important.

    Fistly I want to mention the guys from the Skipton office of the company that Kim works for. When they heard about what had happened to Kim and I they decided that they wanted to do something to help my cause. They brought five exercise bikes in to the offices and between them racked up a massive 1000km between them over the course of a day. At first we had no plans to visit the office but when we saw a signpost stating that Skipton was less than 20 miles away from us albeit in the wrong direction I immediately made a decision. I felt that there was no way that I could pass by with such a short, relative, distance us. So it was heads down and teeth gritted for the fastest 17+ miles I have ever done. I was exhausted by the time we arrived but it was billion% worth it to see the sight that greeted us. Worker after worker queing up to take their turn to sweat their proverbial dangly bits off in order to raise money to help my cause. I was so touched and I'm not ashamed to say that my chin wobbled a couple of times when trying to get my head round how a group of people who have never met me were doing so much to help me. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to all those who raised money to help me and to whoever it was that made those cakes (your in the wrong trade mate).

I'm restricted on time here so I can't really stay on here that long as I still have a bit to do but before I go I'd like to say a massive. No a super massive thank you to every single person who has donated on my justgiving page. We passed the £5000.63 pence mark yesterday morning but there's still alot of money yet to come in from various events and donations that have been made by people we've met along the way. So don't stop telling people about it and maybe we'll break a record or something.

People in particular that I would like to thank.

Sam Pearson and every one involved with the Matthew Pearson Charity Cup.
Kabir and the lads at soccerleagueuk
My wonderful sister Danielle who organized so much for me for my trip (without you I don't think I could have pulled this off) I love you so much kiss kiss
My mummy for coming and carrying our gear for us (we carried 9 stone each on our bikes right up to past Manchester but we kept popping spokes and buckling our wheels) It goes without saying how much I love you.
My daddy for stumping up the money for the deposit on my bike that was kindly lent to me by Chicken Cycles. Dad your the best and for so many reasons I'd be lost without you.
Chris, I hardly knew you before we started but now I feel like I have another brother. Thanks for carrying my protein powder, That stuff's heavy
The Davies family for letting us use their beutiful home to recover at the half way point
Simon form Barnstaple. I swear I was so low back then that I was about to give up but your enthusiasm and hospitality gave me such a huge boost "just do it, you'll love it" has been a mantra in my mind driving me up the 13% inclines.
Shaun for getting us there and just being there so I know that if anything went wrong you'd come to the rescue at the drop of a hat (lucky for you that didn't happen)
Pat Dalrymple from the TCT you've been a huge help and it has been a pleasure getting to know you over the phone
And last but in no way least Kim, you've supporyed me all the way through my whole training period meaning I didn't have to work and could concentrate on training. without you there'd be no way I could've done this and I'll be forever grateful for it. Every time I've struggled you've been my inspiration to dig deep. The thought of coming home to you has been like a shot of adrenaline powering me on when my legs wanted to stop. I love you so much x