I'm a double cancer survivor, cyclist and walker who does various challenges for different charities, mainly cancer-related.

In 2016 I climbed every single 'Birkett' in the Lake District - all 542 fells over 1,000' within the National Park, including all 214 Wainwrights. I've also done a three-week cycle tour of Tasmania in February 2015 and amongst other things, I've cycled from Land's End to John o'Groats (2003), Rotterdam to Lemvig (Denmark) (2005), walked the Pennine Way (2008) completed (my first) ascent of all 214 'Wainwrights' in the Lake District in only 55 days (2009), cycled 4,500 miles around the coast of Great Britain (2011), cycled all 42 of the accessible Western Isles of Scotland in under a month (2012), twice abseiled 230 ft from the top of The Big One in Blackpool, cycled the WWI Western Front from London to Compiegne via Ypres and Arras (2014), cycled 750 miles in the Yellowstone National Park and Grand Teton (2014), done a bit of sky-diving and cycled Australia's Great Ocean Road - just before lockdown in 2020.

Altogether I've raised over £120,000 for my charities including The Christie, Cancer Research UK, the Rosemere Cancer Foundation, and ABF (The Soldiers' Charity) and I was mightily chuffed to receive the British Empire Medal in the 2014 New Year's Honours List.

I'm a Rotarian and give illustrated talks about my adventures in exchange for a donation to charity, so if you're looking for a speaker leave me a message. I am also Event Organiser for the Ribble Valley Ride Cycle Sportive, to be held this year on Sunday 5 September 2021 - more details at www.ribblevalleyride.org

You can also follow me on Twitter - @CancerBikeMan and on Facebook - just search for Bill Honeywell

Cancer Research UK is the world's leading charity dedicated to beating cancer through research, whilst The Rosemere does fantastic work for patients in Lancashire and South Cumbria.

Friday, 13 May 2011

Day 4 – Across the Border!

Friday 13 May: Lowther Farm nr Kirkbride to Kippford nr Dalbeattie – 92 miles.

This morning I was joined by Brenda Waugh from Annan Rotary Club who arrived at our camp site 7.45: the sky was looking dark and Brenda reported heavy rain at Carlisle, so I got the winter bike out and donned suitable waterproofs. Soon we were off around the peninsula that leads to Bowness-on-Solway where Hadrian’s Wall starts and finishes. Soon after we came across a group of twitchers, with telescopes trained on the estuary mud, so we stopped and had a look at the object of their excitement – a Broad-billed Sandpiper, blown off-course from its usual route to Siberia. Never had a birding first whilst on a bike ride before!

We had our first deluge around now, then made our way through Carlisle, then got held up at a level crossing whilst we waited for FOUR trains. Along the side of the M6 and then we were at Gretna and in Scotland – woo hoo! I think I’m going to be in Scotland for a long time….

At Gretna we turned west and into the teeth of another headwind. The nine miles to Annan were hard work, and here we stopped at the van for lunch in the salubrious location of… the Tesco car park. Brenda and her vice-president Joyce presented me with a cheque for £100 for Cancer Research UK, and then we parted company as Brenda got a train back to Carlisle and then on to retrieve her car.

The afternoon brightened but the wind was just as bad as I continued west, through Ruthwell – where the first ever savings bank was set up and is now a museum. So that’s where all the trouble started. I didn’t have time to go in.

Through Dumfries, another quick brew, then on to New Abbey (looking at the state of the ruins I wouldn’t like to think what condition the Old Abbey must be in) and round the coastal route out to Southerness, where the pack of hounds was being exercised.

Time was going on, as the headwinds had slowed progress down a lot, but the last eight miles were torture – an up and down switchback on worn out tarmac that shook the bike to bits and made me wonder whether I’d have any fillings left at the end. Finally I arrived at the caravan site at Kippford to have the coldest shower experience ever. Don’t get me wrong – the water came out of the shower warm, but the shower block was so cold that by the time it reached my shoulders it was at about 20C and at my feet it was minus 10!

Massive pasta meal for tea, followed by a look at tomorrow’s route – nearly as long as today. Phew! I hope I can keep going till I get to Oban…


  1. Your an inspiration Bill. Keep up the hard work (and the great blogs)

  2. Sorry for the lack of communication so far but work have been keeping me busy!

    Keep up the work, were all very proud of you.