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.

Monday, 16 May 2011

Day 7 – Low Glengyre (Stranraer) to Saltcoats

Quick resumé – 87 miles; 7h 10m; average speed 12.3 mph.  Weather forecast was for heavy rain all day, wind from the SW. A day of two halves.

Low Glengyre is a Caravan Club Certificated Site: it’s immaculate and the owners are really helpful – they dried out all our washing overnight and even gave us a donation for Cancer Research!  When I set off at 8 o’clock I headed in the ‘wrong’ direction (because I wanted to go round the north part of the peninsula) and arrived in Stranraer from the north, after spotting a few Eider Ducks in Loch Ryan.  It was dry, and as I turned east the wind got behind me and pushed me nicely along the roadside cycle track.

Well, until I got to the first big hill up Glen App, which went on and on, with a really rough road surface, together with all the big HGV’s that had just landed at Cairnryan – most of which gave me a wide berth… but not all of them!

But then it was a long fast downhill to Ballantrae (brew) followed by several miles of road works – the new surface had been laid and it was like cycling at the velodrome – fabulous!  A short climb led to a really scenic stretch of coastline, reminiscent of California’s Big Sur (I haven’t been but I used to watch The Rockford Files!), with the ever present monolith of Ailsa Craig prominent out to sea.

It didn’t take long to reach Girvan (pretty harbour, not sure about the rest of the town) and then lunch just south of Turnberry.  It was still dry and I tweeted something to that effect, saying, as I recall, that I was “happy, happy, happy”!  Big mistake.

Turning inland, the road kept rising steadily. A few spots of rain soon turned into cats and dogs, and so it was to be for the rest of the day.  Dropping down to the coast again I went through the village and harbour of Dunure, with an interesting ruin, and then arrived at Ayr.

For some reason the route on my SatNav now ran out, and I had 20 miles to go!  After a quick rendezvous with the van and a look at the map, I set off again, trying to memorise the route.  The rain continued to lash it down; passing Prestwick Airport I could have sworn I saw Elvis, but it turned out to be another cyclist emerging from a cyclepath signposted Troon.  He confirmed that it was tarmac all the way so off I went on it.

Somewhat disorientated I carried on following NCN 7 through housing estates, roadside verges, industrial estates, relying on my normally sound sense of direction, until, after Irvine, I became less and less confident as I seemed to be heading more and more towards Glasgow, and signs for Stevenston or Saltcoats were completely non-existent.  Twice I asked for directions – each time I was told I was on the right road, but it was a bit unsettling when one person said Saltcoats was 2 miles off, and the next said 15!  It turned out to be about 5.  Finally I asked again at a garage, used the toilet (even this was picked up on Fleetsmart!) and then, like a drowned rat, managed the final mile to the Park Resorts Holiday site that is Sandylands.

Another day done.


  1. You are clearly doing a fantastic job! I'm in complete awe. Kayleigh and I have tracked you each day and my geography is improving too,
    My old, infirm and endearingly batty mother sends her love and has passed on some cash for your coffers! Keep up the good work. Love to you both. X

  2. Nice to hear from you Alison, and thanks for the kind words. Send love back to your mum and Kayleigh too. xx

  3. Sounds Like a fantastic journey, ive been following you since day 1, and every morning in the office I check yur twitter to see how you are getting on.
    your doing a great job, good luck from all the Ski & Trek Team

  4. Really enjoying reading your posts, your doing a great job. Keep up the great work & enjoy.

  5. Thanks Oliver, always nice to hear your comments, B.